John Dryden Quotes
Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings / I bore this wren till I was tired with soaring, / And now he mounts above me. 
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Since every man who lives is born to die, and none can boast sincere felicity, with equal mind, what happens, let us bear, nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care.
- John Dryden
