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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

If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Evidence Passion Reason Rule Weakness
Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
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Elegant Flower Heaven Western
So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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Fake Lying Silence
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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Himself Man Son Treat
Merit challenges envy.
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Advantage Jealous One Liner
Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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Life Past
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
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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Alone Day Happiness Live Man Myself Secure Worst
Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
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Fury Revenge See
A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
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Conscience Goodness Image Man Reflection Water
A man is to be cheated into passion, but to be reasoned into truth.
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Cheating Man Passion Reason Truth
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
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Eyes Heaven Nature
Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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Human Kind Poetry Satire Vice
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
Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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Bold Goodness Starve
Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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Nature Obligation Response Trust

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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