While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.
JOHN DRYDENThus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
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Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.
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Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
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I’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.
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The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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Politicians neither love nor hate.
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There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
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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 but the brave deserve the fair.
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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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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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