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Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.

John Dryden

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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Bold Goodness Starve
By education most have been misled.
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Direction Education One Liner
O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Delight Freedom Human Kind
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Face Need See Truth
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
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Favorite Heaven Man
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Thinking Unknown Whistle
There is a proud modesty in merit.
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Advantage Modesty Proud
Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
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Charge Mindset Revenge Sharp
Imagining is in itself the very height and life of poetry, which, by a kind of enthusiasm or extraordinary emotion of the soul, makes it seem to us that we behold those things which the poet paints.
JOHN DRYDEN

Emotion Enthusiasm Height Imagination Paint Poet Soul
Be fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fair Fate Myself Possession Rain Shine Time
Tis a good thing to laugh at any rate; and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness.
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Goodness Happiness Instrument Laughter Man Rate
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Art Miss Mistake Nature
Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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Live Lost Luxury People Public
And plenty makes us poor.
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Poor
A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
JOHN DRYDEN

Conscience Goodness Image Man Reflection Water
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
JOHN DRYDEN

Eyes Feeling Ourselves Soul Tender Togetherness Touch

Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.

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