An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.

JOHN DRYDEN

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An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.

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Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.

JOHN DRYDEN

Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.
JOHN DRYDEN

Best Steal
If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, ’tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.

JOHN DRYDEN

If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, ’tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.
JOHN DRYDEN
Love is love’s reward.

JOHN DRYDEN

Love is love’s reward.
JOHN DRYDEN
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

JOHN DRYDEN

Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
JOHN DRYDEN
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.

JOHN DRYDEN

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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Day False
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.

JOHN DRYDEN

An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
JOHN DRYDEN

Horrible Temptation
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.

JOHN DRYDEN

All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
JOHN DRYDEN

Glitter
Shakespeare was the Homer, or father of our dramatic poets;Jonson was theVirgil, the pattern of elaborate writing; I admire him, but I love Shakespeare.

JOHN DRYDEN

Shakespeare was the Homer, or father of our dramatic poets;Jonson was theVirgil, the pattern of elaborate writing; I admire him, but I love Shakespeare.
JOHN DRYDEN

Drama
Repentance is but want of power to sin.

JOHN DRYDEN

Repentance is but want of power to sin.
JOHN DRYDEN
Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.

JOHN DRYDEN

Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
JOHN DRYDEN
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.

JOHN DRYDEN

Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
JOHN DRYDEN
Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.

JOHN DRYDEN

Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
JOHN DRYDEN

Erase
For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.

JOHN DRYDEN

For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
JOHN DRYDEN

Mindset
The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.

JOHN DRYDEN

The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
JOHN DRYDEN
Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.

JOHN DRYDEN

Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
JOHN DRYDEN
The conscience of a people is their power.

JOHN DRYDEN

The conscience of a people is their power.
JOHN DRYDEN

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