Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
JOHN DRYDENHe invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
More John Dryden Quotes
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And write whatever Time shall bring to pass With pens of adamant on plates of brass.
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Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
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They say everything in the world is good for something.
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If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
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For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
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For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Thus, while the mute creation downward bend Their sight, and to their earthly mother ten, Man looks aloft; and with erected eyes Beholds his own hereditary skies.
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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
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While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.
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Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!
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Pity melts the mind to love.
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Repentance is but want of power to sin.
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They, who would combat general authority with particular opinion, must first establish themselves a reputation of understanding better than other men.
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Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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War is the trade of kings.
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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.
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Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
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Sweet is pleasure after pain.
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Nor is the people’s judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
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