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At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.

John Dryden

Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.
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Adventure First Forgiveness Reason Rule
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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Fight Myself Rise Wound
Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Freedom Subject Thrive
Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
JOHN DRYDEN

Criticism Revenge Writing
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.
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Affection Goodness Grace Principal
For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
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Children Edge Fools Secret Tools
Beware of the fury of the patient man.
JOHN DRYDEN

Beware Man Patience
War seldom enters but where wealth allures.
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Seldom War Wealth
Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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Race Run Swift Time
The love of liberty with life is given, And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.
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Gift Heaven Liberty Life Love
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Children Crave Growth Man
Affability, mildness, tenderness, and a word which I would fain bring back to its original signification of virtue,–I mean good-nature,–are of daily use; they are the bread of mankind and staff of life.
JOHN DRYDEN

Life Man Origin Virtue Word
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Hold Last Sweet
If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Evidence Passion Reason Rule Weakness
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
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One Liner Power Regret Sin
If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, ’tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.
JOHN DRYDEN

Judgement People Thinking Understand Wrong

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