Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.
JOHN DRYDENMurder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Hushed as midnight silence.
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Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Silence in times of suffering is the best.
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If all the world be worth thy winning. / Think, oh think it worth enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee, / Take the good the gods provide thee.
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The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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And plenty makes us poor.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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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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Tis a good thing to laugh at any rate; and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness.
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Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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War is the trade of kings.
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They say everything in the world is good for something.
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Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.
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