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Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

John Dryden

Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
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Care Destroy Happiness Man Thinking
And plenty makes us poor.
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Poor
Politicians neither love nor hate.
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Hate Love Politics
Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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Race Run Swift Time
He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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Creation Dew Greatness Himself Morning Spirit
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
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Enemy Forgiveness Greatness Injury Power Soul Time
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of fate are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.
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Live Myself Past Power Rain Shine Worst
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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Fools One Liner Patriot
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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Future Heart State Tongue Tremble
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
When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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Judgement Life Man
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
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Bold Fear Greatness Mask
Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
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Himself Loss See Vice
Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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Discover Future Glide Haste Length Past
For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
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Children Edge Fools Secret Tools
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Crime Oblivion

Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

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