The winds are out of breath.
JOHN DRYDENThe trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
More John Dryden Quotes
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At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
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A man is to be cheated into passion, but to be reasoned into truth.
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And plenty makes us poor.
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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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Truth is the foundation of all knowledge and the cement of all societies.
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Take not away the life you cannot give: For all things have an equal right to live.
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If you have lived, take thankfully the past. Make, as you can, the sweet remembrance last.
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Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
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They think too little who talk too much.
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Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today: 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.
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Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.
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Pity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.
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