The conscience of a people is their power.
JOHN DRYDENNone 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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Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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Merit challenges envy.
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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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Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
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Fool that I was, upon my eagle’s wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
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For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
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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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Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
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Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
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Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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Hushed as midnight silence.
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o’er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
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