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Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.

John Dryden

Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Crime Oblivion
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
JOHN DRYDEN

Hold Last Sweet
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
JOHN DRYDEN

Enemy Forgiveness Greatness Injury Power Soul Time
For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
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Design God Mindset Ruin
By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
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Believe Children Direction Education Lost Man
Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
JOHN DRYDEN

Infidelity Mysterious Thinking
None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
JOHN DRYDEN

Hope Life Live Pleasure Run Thinking
Politicians neither love nor hate.
JOHN DRYDEN

Hate Love Politics
When I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.
JOHN DRYDEN

Cheat Day False Fools Life
Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fight King Mad Man Praise
For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
JOHN DRYDEN

Devotion Ignorance Mom Myself Yourself
Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
JOHN DRYDEN

Bold Goodness Starve
Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
JOHN DRYDEN

Human Kind Mindset Worst
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fly Joy Youth
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
JOHN DRYDEN

Favorite Heaven Man
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
JOHN DRYDEN

Numerous Talk Thinking

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