So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
JOHN DRYDENSo softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
JOHN DRYDENPoliticians neither love nor hate.
JOHN DRYDENRevenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
JOHN DRYDENNo government has ever been, or can ever be, wherein time-servers and blockheads will not be uppermost.
JOHN DRYDENGod never made his work for man to mend.
JOHN DRYDENAs one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
JOHN DRYDENLuxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
JOHN DRYDENWe first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
JOHN DRYDENFor secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
JOHN DRYDENAmong our crimes oblivion may be set.
JOHN DRYDENTime and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying.
JOHN DRYDENBy education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
JOHN DRYDENAll flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
JOHN DRYDENI am resolved to grow fat and look young till forty, and then slip out of the world with the first wrinkle and the reputation of five-and-twenty.
JOHN DRYDENLet grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.
JOHN DRYDENDeath ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
JOHN DRYDEN