Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden
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Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where. – John Dryden
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He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him. – John Dryden
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