John Dryden

Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.

Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.

Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen,
Fallen from his high estate,
And welt'ring in his blood;
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Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen,
Fallen from his high estate,
And welt'ring in his blood;
Deserted at his utmost need,
By those his former bounty fed;
On the bare earth expos'd he lies,
With not a friend to close his eyes.

I am as free as nature first made man,
Ere the base laws of servitude began,
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I am as free as nature first made man,
Ere the base laws of servitude began,
When wild in woods the noble savage ran.

If A equals success, then the formula is: A = X + Y + Z, X is
work. Y read more

If A equals success, then the formula is: A = X + Y + Z, X is
work. Y is play. Z is keep your mouth shut.

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.