Quote#Wisdom
For patience, sov'reign o'er transmuted ill
Quote bySamuel Johnson · 1709–1784
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Vanity of Human Wishes (1749), Line 362.
English (original)
For patience, sov'reign o'er transmuted ill.
— Samuel Johnson
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