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Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.

John Dryden

The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
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Eyes Heaven Nature
Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.
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Choice Delight Evil Lying Object Truth Understand
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
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Himself Master Secret Servant Trust
Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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Death Due
All heiresses are beautiful.
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Beautiful One Liner
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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Numerous Talk Thinking
None, none descends into himself, to find The secret imperfections of his mind: But every one is eagle-ey’d to see Another’s faults, and his deformity.
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Finding Himself Imperfection Mistake Secret
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
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Character Habit Inspirational Nature Ourselves
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
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Fear Horrible Ourselves Silence Temptation
Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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Nature Obligation Response Trust
Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people’s wrongs his own.
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Action Beautiful Fall Grace Himself People Wrong Youth
As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
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Enemy One Liner Seek Shine
Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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Erase Pain
A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.
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Himself Man Paradise Sin Sorrow Woman
Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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Build Destroy
Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
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Bitter Poem Satire

Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.

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Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.

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