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Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.

John Dryden

Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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Grace Known Order Place
Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
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Bitter Poem Satire
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Absence Age Love Time
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
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Bold Fear Greatness Mask
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.
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Judgement People Thinking Understand Wrong
The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
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Death Man Thinking Virtue
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.
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Emotion Enthusiasm Height Imagination Paint Poet Soul
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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Bound Divison Greatness Intelligence Mad
Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
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Distance Flesh Goodness Present
For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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Age Devour Pleasure Taste Youth
A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.
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Himself Man Paradise Sin Sorrow Woman
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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Ourselves Photograph Thinking Word
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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Fly Joy Youth
Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Friendship Tears
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Boil Nature Rise
They think too little who talk too much.
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Talk Thinking

Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.

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