Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
JOHN DRYDEN- Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
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Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
JOHN DRYDENAll flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
JOHN DRYDENOur souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
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The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
JOHN DRYDENThe thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
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Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
JOHN DRYDENRailing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
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The conscience of a people is their power.
JOHN DRYDENThe conscience of a people is their power.
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But how can finite grasp Infinity?
JOHN DRYDENBut how can finite grasp Infinity?
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Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
JOHN DRYDENRiches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!
JOHN DRYDENParting is worse than death; it is death of love!
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An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
JOHN DRYDENAn horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
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Men’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
JOHN DRYDENMen’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
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For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
JOHN DRYDENFor age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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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. Like pilgrims to the’ appointed place we tend; The world’s an inn, and death the journey’s end.
JOHN DRYDENSince 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. Like pilgrims to the’ appointed place we tend; The world’s an inn, and death the journey’s end.
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All empire is no more than power in trust.
JOHN DRYDENAll empire is no more than power in trust.
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I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
JOHN DRYDENI’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
JOHN DRYDENNothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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