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Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.

John Dryden

Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people’s wrongs his own.
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Action Beautiful Fall Grace Himself People Wrong Youth
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
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Action Essence Fiction Human Poetry Story
Self-defense is Nature’s eldest law.
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Defense Law Nature
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
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One Liner Power Regret Sin
Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Performance Quick Slow
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
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Forgiveness Injury Wrong
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
Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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Nature Obligation Response Trust
Love is love’s reward.
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Love One Liner Reward
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
Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
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Lost Mild Rage Sea Wind
Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
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Complain Leisure Light Suffering
Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.
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Divine Faculty Force God Kind Man Philosophy
Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
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Myself Poverty Soul Virtue Warm
And plenty makes us poor.
JOHN DRYDEN

Poor

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