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The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.

John Dryden

All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
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Glitter Gold
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Crime Oblivion
Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Friendship Tears
I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
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Fight Myself Rise Wound
I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
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Goodness Myself Talk Truth
God never made his work for man to mend.
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God Man Mend Work
Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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Death Due
The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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Act Generous Greatness Pleasure Secret
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
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Bold Fear Greatness Mask
Sculptors are obliged to follow the manners of the painters, and to make many ample folds, which are unsufferable hardness, and more like a rock than a natural garment.
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Follow Natural Obligation Paint Rock Sculptor
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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Himself Man Son Treat
Sure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
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Future Heart State Tongue Tremble
Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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Infidelity Mysterious Thinking
For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
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Design God Mindset Ruin
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Thinking Unknown Whistle
All heiresses are beautiful.
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Beautiful One Liner

The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.

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