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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.

John Dryden

Sweet is pleasure after pain.
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Pain Pleasure Sweet
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
God never made his work for man to mend.
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God Man Mend Work
Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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Bold Goodness Starve
He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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Himself Scene
But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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Desire Hands Nature Sick Sin
Love is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.
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Act Honor Love Passion
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
When I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.
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Cheat Day False Fools Life
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
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Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
Nor is the people’s judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
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Judgment People True
Love is love’s reward.
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Love One Liner Reward
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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Fools One Liner Patriot
No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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King Mad Moments Nation
Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
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Bitter Poem Satire
As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
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Enemy One Liner Seek Shine

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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