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Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.

John Dryden

Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
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Human Kind Mindset Worst
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Hold Last Sweet
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Absence Age Love Time
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
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Glitter Gold
The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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Act Generous Greatness Pleasure Secret
For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
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Children Edge Fools Secret Tools
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
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
The conscience of a people is their power.
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Conscience People Power
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Art Miss Mistake Nature
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
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Anger Cherish Disappear Forget
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Boil Nature Rise
Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!
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Death Love Part Worst
Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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Bold Goodness Starve
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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Fly Joy Youth
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick

Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.

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Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.

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