Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
JOHN DRYDENBut Shakespeare’s magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
More John Dryden Quotes
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All empire is no more than power in trust.
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Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
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Self-defense is Nature’s eldest law.
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Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people’s wrongs his own.
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He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
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For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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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.
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Since a true knowledge of nature gives us pleasure, a lively imitation of it, either in poetry or painting, must produce a much greater; for both these arts are not only true imitations of nature, but of the best nature.
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Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
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I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.
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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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All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.
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An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
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Every language is so full of its own proprieties that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay, sometimes nonsense, in another.
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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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Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
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Honor is but an empty bubble.
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