Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
JOHN DRYDENMore liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate’s: Souls know no conquerors.
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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
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Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
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Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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They say everything in the world is good for something.
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For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
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Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!
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But how can finite grasp Infinity?
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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