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Beware the fury of a patient man.
John Dryden
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Fool, not to know that love endures no tie,And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.
John Dryden
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Of ancient race by birth, but nobler yetIn his own worth.
John Dryden
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Second thoughts, they say, are best.
John Dryden
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He who would search for pearls must dive below.
John Dryden
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Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
John Dryden
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Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
John Dryden
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Can heav'nly minds such high resentment show,Or exercise their spite in human woe?
John Dryden
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He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
John Dryden
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But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
John Dryden
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The soft complaining flute,In dying notes, discoversThe woes of hopeless lovers.
John Dryden
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And torture one poor word ten thousand ways.
John Dryden
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Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
John Dryden
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Large was his wealth, but larger was his heart.
John Dryden
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Let old Timotheus yield the prize,Or both divide the crown;He rais’d a mortal to the skies;She drew an angel down.
John Dryden
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With ravished earsThe monarch hears;Assumes the god,Affects the nod,And seems to shake the spheres.
John Dryden
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Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
John Dryden
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All delays are dangerous in war.
John Dryden
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Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
John Dryden
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Happy who in his verse can gently steerFrom grave to light, from pleasant to severe.
John Dryden
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He trudged along unknowing what he sought,And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
John Dryden
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things,To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
John Dryden
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I have found, by trial, Homer a more pleasing task than Virgil (though I say not the translation will be less laborious); for the Grecian is more according to my genius, than the Latin poet.
John Dryden
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Since heaven's eternal year is thine.
John Dryden
