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Love is not in our choice but in our fate.

John Dryden

Errors like straws upon the surface flow, Who would search for pearls to be grateful for often must dive below.
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Errors Flow Gratitude Surface
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
When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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Judgement Life Man
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow’s falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.
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Fake Happiness Thinking Trust
Repartee is the soul of conversation.
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Conversation One Liner Soul
Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
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Himself Judgement Praise Theme
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Creation Earth Eyes Man Mom Sky Soft
To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
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Common Death Devil Evil
Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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Live Lost Luxury People Public
Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
JOHN DRYDEN

Dreams Forget Forward Mindset Time
Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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Discover Future Glide Haste Length Past
Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
JOHN DRYDEN

Distance Flesh Goodness Present
An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.
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Benefit Fate Pleasure Relate Sorrow Time
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
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Dance Foot Poetry
There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Known Mad Pleasure
Tis a good thing to laugh at any rate; and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness.
JOHN DRYDEN

Goodness Happiness Instrument Laughter Man Rate

Love is not in our choice but in our fate.

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