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None, none descends into himself, to find The secret imperfections of his mind: But every one is eagle-ey’d to see Another’s faults, and his deformity.

John Dryden

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
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
We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
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Chance Hot Iron Leisure
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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Ourselves Photograph Thinking Word
They live too long who happiness outlive.
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Happiness Live
Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
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Criticism Revenge Writing
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Face Need See Truth
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick
Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.
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Best Kind Ourselves Steal
While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.
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Day Eyes Round Shade Sight Soul
The conscience of a people is their power.
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Conscience People Power
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
But how can finite grasp Infinity?
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Finite Grasp Infinity
Thus, while the mute creation downward bend Their sight, and to their earthly mother ten, Man looks aloft; and with erected eyes Beholds his own hereditary skies.
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Creation Earth Eyes Man Mom Sky Soft
Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate’s: Souls know no conquerors.
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Empty Enough Fortune Myself Soul
Silence in times of suffering is the best.
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Best Silence Suffering Time
No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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King Mad Moments Nation
A man is to be cheated into passion, but to be reasoned into truth.
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Cheating Man Passion Reason Truth
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Hold Last Sweet
Order is the greatest grace.
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Greatness One Liner Order Peace
Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Age Night Old Ourselves
Love is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.
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Act Honor Love Passion
Time and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying.
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Death Finding Love Time Way
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
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Familiar Lose Object View
Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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Nature Obligation Response Trust
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
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Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
All heiresses are beautiful.
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Beautiful One Liner

None, none descends into himself, to find The secret imperfections of his mind: But every one is eagle-ey’d to see Another’s faults, and his deformity.

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None, none descends into himself, to find The secret imperfections of his mind: But every one is eagle-ey’d to see Another’s faults, and his deformity.

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