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What precious drops are those, Which silently each other’s track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?

John Dryden

For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Happiness Kind Man Sadness
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
He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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Himself Scene
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Art Miss Mistake Nature
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
JOHN DRYDEN

Continue End Goodness Grace Principal Virtue
Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.
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Choice Delight Evil Lying Object Truth Understand
War seldom enters but where wealth allures.
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Seldom War Wealth
Beware of the fury of the patient man.
JOHN DRYDEN

Beware Man Patience
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Blind Willing Zeal
Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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Assurance Feeling Grief
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
JOHN DRYDEN

Thinking Unknown Whistle
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

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
Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
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Complain Leisure Light Suffering
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
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Death Fear Known
I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
JOHN DRYDEN

Goodness Myself Talk Truth

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