Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
JOHN DRYDENDeath ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
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Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
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Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
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Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
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All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
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They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate’s: Souls know no conquerors.
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No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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Pride – Lord of human kind.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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Virgil and Horace were the severest writers of the severest age.
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None but the brave deserve the fair.
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Politicians neither love nor hate.
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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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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The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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