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Like a led victim, to my death I'll go, And, dying, bless the hand that gave the blow.
John Dryden
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The first is the law, the last prerogative.
John Dryden
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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.
John Dryden
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Possess your soul with patience.
John Dryden
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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
John Dryden
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Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet.
John Dryden
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All, all of a piece throughout:Thy chase had a beast in view;Thy wars brought nothing about;Thy lovers were all untrue.'Tis well an old age is out,And time to begin a new.
John Dryden
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For those whom God to ruin has design'd,He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
John Dryden
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God never made His work for man to mend.
John Dryden
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For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
John Dryden
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Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
John Dryden
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Happy, happy, happy pair!None but the brave, None but the brave,None but the brave deserves the fair.
John Dryden
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Like you, an alien in a land unknown,I learn to pity woes so like my own.
John Dryden
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A satirical poet is the check of the laymen on bad priests.
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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Bacchus, ever fair and ever young.
John Dryden
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All heiresses are beautiful.
John Dryden
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Ye realms, yet unreveal'd to human sight,Ye gods who rule the regions of the night,Ye gliding ghosts, permit me to relateThe mystic wonders of your silent state!
John Dryden
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All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
John Dryden
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Words, once my stock, are wanting to commendSo great a poet and so good a friend.
John Dryden
