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Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.

John Dryden

By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
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Believe Children Direction Education Lost Man
Fool that I was, upon my eagle’s wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
JOHN DRYDEN

Eagle Fools Mount Myself Wings
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
Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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Human Kind Poetry Satire Vice
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
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Character Habit Inspirational Nature Ourselves
Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Performance Quick Slow
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Happiness Kind Man Sadness
Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
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Death End Grave Kind Mourn
No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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King Mad Moments Nation
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
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Eyes Feeling Ourselves Soul Tender Togetherness Touch
Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
JOHN DRYDEN

Criticism Revenge Writing
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
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Dance Foot Poetry
The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
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Excitement Loud
O freedom, first delight of human kind!
JOHN DRYDEN

Delight Freedom Human Kind
Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
JOHN DRYDEN

Age Genius Kind Live Study Universe
Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
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Human Kind Mindset Worst
Shakespeare was the Homer, or father of our dramatic poets;Jonson was theVirgil, the pattern of elaborate writing; I admire him, but I love Shakespeare.
JOHN DRYDEN

Admire Drama Father Himself Home Poet Writing
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
JOHN DRYDEN

Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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Himself Man Son Treat
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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Absence Flower Sun Sweet Wake Up
The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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Act Generous Greatness Pleasure Secret
He look’d in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
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Green Himself Youth
All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
JOHN DRYDEN

Decay Monarch Obedience Subject
The love of liberty with life is given, And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.
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Gift Heaven Liberty Life Love
Virgil and Horace were the severest writers of the severest age.
JOHN DRYDEN

Age Writing
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fear Horrible Ourselves Silence Temptation

Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.

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