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Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!

John Dryden

Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
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Action Essence Fiction Human Poetry Story
Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Freedom Subject Thrive
Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
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Force Happiness Land Winter
Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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Death Due
Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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Live Lost Luxury People Public
So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
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Death Dreams Heaven Herself Life Success
A farce is that in poetry which grotesque (caricature) is in painting. The persons and actions of a farce are all unnatural, and the manners false, that is, inconsistent with the characters of mankind; and grotesque painting is the just resemblance of this.
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Character Kind Man Natural Painting Person Poetry
War is the trade of kings.
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King One Liner Trade War
None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
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Hope Life Live Pleasure Run Thinking
The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
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Death Man Thinking Virtue
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
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Character Habit Inspirational Nature Ourselves
Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
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Distance Flesh Goodness Present
While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.
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Day Eyes Round Shade Sight Soul
Nor is the people’s judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
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Judgment People True
Hushed as midnight silence.
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One Liner Silence
Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
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Courage Growth Heart

Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!

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