Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
JOHN DRYDENContent with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
JOHN DRYDENLove is not in our choice but in our fate.
JOHN DRYDENLet grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
JOHN DRYDENKeen appetite And quick digestion wait on you and yours.
JOHN DRYDENMurder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
JOHN DRYDENSeas 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.
JOHN DRYDENA woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.
JOHN DRYDENRepartee is the soul of conversation.
JOHN DRYDENA happy genius is the gift of nature.
JOHN DRYDENThus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
JOHN DRYDENNot sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
JOHN DRYDENLove is love’s reward.
JOHN DRYDENWords are but pictures of our thoughts.
JOHN DRYDENIf passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
JOHN DRYDENFowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
JOHN DRYDENWhen I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.
JOHN DRYDEN