John Dryden

Let fortune empty her whole quiver on me.
I have a soul that, like an ample shield,
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Let fortune empty her whole quiver on me.
I have a soul that, like an ample shield,
Can take in all, and verge enough for more.

But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.

But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.

And nobler is a limited command,
Given by the love of all your native land,
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And nobler is a limited command,
Given by the love of all your native land,
Than a successive title, long and dark,
Drawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah's Ark.

Murder may pass unpunish'd for a time,
But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime.

Murder may pass unpunish'd for a time,
But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime.

Great wits are sure to madness near allied,
And thin partitions do their bounds divide.

Great wits are sure to madness near allied,
And thin partitions do their bounds divide.