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Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.
Uncertain whose the narrowest span,--the clown unread, or half-read gentleman.
Unhappy sex, whose beauty is your snare.
Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
Virtue is her own reward.
Virtue without success is a fair picture shown by an ill light; but lucky men are favorites of heaven; all own the chief, when fortune owns the cause.
Virtue, the more it is exposed, like purest linen, laid in open air, will bleach the more, and whiten to the view.
Want is a bitter and a hateful good,
Because its virtues are not understood;
Yet many things, impossible to thought,
Have been by need to full perfection brought.
The daring of the soul proceeds from thence,
Sharpness of wit, and active diligence;
Prudence at once, and fortitude it gives;
And, if in patience taken, mends our lives.
War is the trade of kings.
We by art unteach what Nature taught.
We can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
We first make our habits and then our habits make us.
We see, though ordered for the best, permitted laurels grace the lawless brow, the unworthy raised, the worthy cast below.
Welcome as kindly showers to the long parched earth.
What can power give more than food and drink,
To live at ease and not be bound to think?
Whate'er betides, by destiny 't is done,
And better bear like men, than vainly seek to shun.
When a man's life is under debate,
The judge can ne'er too long deliberate.
When bounteous autumn rears her head, he joys to pull the ripened pear.
When fate summons, monarchs must obey.
When he spoke, what tender words he us'd!
So softly, that like flakes of feather'd snow,
They melted as they fell.
When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
When we view elevated ideas of Nature, the result of that view is admiration, which is always the cause of pleasure.
Whence but from Heaven, could men unskill'd in arts,
In several ages born, in several parts,
Weave such agreeing truths? or how, or why
Should all conspire to cheat us with a lie?
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