Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
JOHN DRYDENIf you have lived, take thankfully the past. Make, as you can, the sweet remembrance last.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
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Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
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What passion cannot music raise and quell!
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Be fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
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For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
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To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
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Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
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Men’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
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Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
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Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
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Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
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An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.
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For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Beware the fury of a patient man.
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A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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