Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
JOHN DRYDENGod never made his work for man to mend.
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No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
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He who would search for pearls must dive below.
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Repartee is the soul of conversation.
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All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
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War is the trade of kings.
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Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
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Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
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For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
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Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
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None are so busy as the fool and the knave.
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The winds are out of breath.
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Presence of mind and courage in distress, Are more than arrives to procure success?
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I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
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