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For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.

John Dryden

We can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
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Adversity Grief Misery Wicket
More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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Desire Hungry Liberty Store
For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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Age Devour Pleasure Taste Youth
He look’d in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
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Green Himself Youth
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow’s falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.
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Fake Happiness Thinking Trust
God never made his work for man to mend.
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God Man Mend Work
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Happiness Kind Man Sadness
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
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Brave Despair Happiness
Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Friendship Tears
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.
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Conscience Goodness Image Man Reflection Water
Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
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Complain Leisure Light Suffering
Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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Assurance Feeling Grief
Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
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Lying Myself Wife
But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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Desire Hands Nature Sick Sin
It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
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Fortune Madness Prudence Rule
All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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Absence Flower Sun Sweet Wake Up

For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.

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