Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
JOHN DRYDENIf 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.
More John Dryden Quotes
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For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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None are so busy as the fool and the knave.
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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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When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
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Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
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Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
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Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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Since a true knowledge of nature gives us pleasure, a lively imitation of it, either in poetry or painting, must produce a much greater; for both these arts are not only true imitations of nature, but of the best nature.
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Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
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The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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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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Take not away the life you cannot give: For all things have an equal right to live.
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Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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