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The winds are out of breath.

John Dryden

He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fear Learning Lesson
Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Crime Murder Punishment Time
Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
JOHN DRYDEN

Lying Myself Wife
Time and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying.
JOHN DRYDEN

Death Finding Love Time Way
They think too little who talk too much.
JOHN DRYDEN

Talk Thinking
They that possess the prince possess the laws.
JOHN DRYDEN

Law Possession Prince
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
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Familiar Lose Object View
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
JOHN DRYDEN

Pain Pleasure Sweet
Silence in times of suffering is the best.
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Best Silence Suffering Time
And write whatever Time shall bring to pass With pens of adamant on plates of brass.
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Plate Time Writing
Honor is but an empty bubble.
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Empty Respect
Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
JOHN DRYDEN

Claim Grave Rich Slave
They, who would combat general authority with particular opinion, must first establish themselves a reputation of understanding better than other men.
JOHN DRYDEN

Authority Better General Man Opinion Understand
Pride – Lord of human kind.
JOHN DRYDEN

Human Kind Pride
Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
JOHN DRYDEN

Lost Mild Rage Sea Wind
But love’s a malady without a cure.
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Cure Love

The winds are out of breath.

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