Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.
JOHN DRYDENThus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass’d; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join’d the former two.
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Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
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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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When 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.
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Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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When we view elevated ideas of Nature, the result of that view is admiration, which is always the cause of pleasure.
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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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Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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