But love’s a malady without a cure.
JOHN DRYDENMen’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
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Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
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Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.
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Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
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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.
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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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Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Take not away the life you cannot give: For all things have an equal right to live.
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I 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.
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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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All authors to their own defects are blind.
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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.
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None, none descends into himself, to find The secret imperfections of his mind: But every one is eagle-ey’d to see Another’s faults, and his deformity.
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Merit challenges envy.
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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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I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
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He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
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Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
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Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow’s falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.
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All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
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He look’d in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
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Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
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Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
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Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o’er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
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Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
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