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Praising all alike, is praising none.
John Gay
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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
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Lions, wolves, and vultures don't live together in herds, droves or flocks. Of all animals of prey, man is the only sociable one. Every one of us preys upon his neighbor, and yet we herd together.
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No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
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Music might tame and civilize wild beasts, but 'tis evident it never yet could tame and civilize musicians.
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O Polly, you might have toyed and kissed, by keeping men off, you keep them on.
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I cannot raise my worth too high Of what vast consequence am I! Not of the importance you suppose, Replies a Flea upon his nose Be humble, learn thyself to scan Know, pride was never made for man.
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My lodging is on the cold ground, And hard, very hard, is my fare, But that which grieves me more Is the coldness of my dear.
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Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil O'er books consumed the midnight oil?
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Nor love, not honor, wealth nor power, can give the heart a cheerful hour when health is lost. Be timely wise With health all taste of pleasure flies.
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Can you support the expense of a husband, hussy, in gaming, drinking and whoring? Have you money enough to carry on the daily quarrels of man and wife about who shall squander most?
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A rich rogue nowadays is fit company for any gentleman and the world, my dear, hath not such a contempt for roguery as you imagine.
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Learning by study must be won 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.
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If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispelled when a woman appears.
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To shoot at crows is powder flung away.
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Can love be controll'd by advice?
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Is there no hope? the sick man said, The silent doctor shook his head, And took his leave with signs of sorrow, Despairing of his fee to-morrow.
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Fair words cost nothing.
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She who has never lov'd, has never liv'd.
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[Gulliver was soon being read] from the cabinet council to the nursery.
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Some folks of cider make a rout And cider's well enough no doubt When better liquors fail But wine, that's richer, better still, Ev'n wine itself (deny't who will) Must yield to nappy ale
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Do you think your mother and I should have lived comfortably so long together, if ever we had been married? Baggage!
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