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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.

John Dryden

Good sense and good-nature are never separated, though the ignorant world has thought otherwise. Good-nature, by which I mean beneficence and candor, is the product of right reason.
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Goodness Ignorance Nature Reason Right World
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
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Age Alone Enough Reason Strong Walk Youth
Presence of mind and courage in distress, Are more than arrives to procure success?
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Courage Mindset Presence Success
There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Known Mad Pleasure
Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
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Death End Grave Kind Mourn
God never made his work for man to mend.
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God Man Mend Work
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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Numerous Talk Thinking
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
And plenty makes us poor.
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Poor
Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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Claim Grave Rich Slave
Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
JOHN DRYDEN

Elegant Flower Heaven Western
If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
JOHN DRYDEN

Honor Judgement Man Member Mistake Order
Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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Nature Obligation Response Trust
War is the trade of kings.
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King One Liner Trade War
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Follow Natural Obligation Paint Rock Sculptor
For they can conquer who believe they can.
JOHN DRYDEN

Believe Conquer

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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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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