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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

They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick
All empire is no more than power in trust.
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Empire Power Trust
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Face Need See Truth
Politicians neither love nor hate.
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Hate Love Politics
Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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Erase Pain
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Blind Willing Zeal
Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
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Criticism Revenge Writing
They, who would combat general authority with particular opinion, must first establish themselves a reputation of understanding better than other men.
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Authority Better General Man Opinion Understand
Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
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Dreams Forget Forward Mindset Time
Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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Race Run Swift Time
A man is to be cheated into passion, but to be reasoned into truth.
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Cheating Man Passion Reason Truth
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
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Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
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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Finding Himself Imperfection Mistake Secret
Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Crime Murder Punishment Time
If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
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Bound Habit Slave Vice
To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
JOHN DRYDEN

Common Death Devil Evil

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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