Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
JOHN DRYDENLove is love’s reward.
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Virtue is her own reward.
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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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None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
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What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o’er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
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Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
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Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
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Sure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
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Every language is so full of its own proprieties that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay, sometimes nonsense, in another.
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Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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No government has ever been, or can ever be, wherein time-servers and blockheads will not be uppermost.
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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.
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For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
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Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
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The love of liberty with life is given, And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.
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We can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
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All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
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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?
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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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Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
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He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
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All delays are dangerous in war.
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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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