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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.

John Dryden

Errors like straws upon the surface flow, Who would search for pearls to be grateful for often must dive below.
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Errors Flow Gratitude Surface
Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.
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Cheap Death Fame
Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
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Grace Strength
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
Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
JOHN DRYDEN

Heaven Praise Prayer Promise
A man is to be cheated into passion, but to be reasoned into truth.
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Cheating Man Passion Reason Truth
The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
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Excitement Loud
Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
JOHN DRYDEN

Better Health Himself Man Work
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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Himself Judgement Praise Theme
For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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Age Devour Pleasure Taste Youth
None but the brave deserve the fair.
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Brave Deserve Fair
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Judgement People Thinking Understand Wrong
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick
Politicians neither love nor hate.
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Hate Love Politics
Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to the’ appointed place we tend; The world’s an inn, and death the journey’s end.
JOHN DRYDEN

Boast Born Death End Journey Live Man Place Sincere
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
JOHN DRYDEN

Eyes Heaven Nature

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.

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