The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
JOHN DRYDENThe sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
JOHN DRYDENThe trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
JOHN DRYDENThey that possess the prince possess the laws.
JOHN DRYDENMuch malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
JOHN DRYDENSwift was the race, but short the time to run.
JOHN DRYDENBut far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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.
JOHN DRYDENFor those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
JOHN DRYDENSweet is pleasure after pain.
JOHN DRYDENHe has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
JOHN DRYDENAnd love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
JOHN DRYDENI never saw any good that came of telling truth.
JOHN DRYDENFor what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
JOHN DRYDENFaith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
JOHN DRYDENBe fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
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 DRYDEN