The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
JOHN DRYDENTo die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Silence in times of suffering is the best.
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O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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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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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass’d; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join’d the former two.
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Fool that I was, upon my eagle’s wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
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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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For they can conquer who believe they can.
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Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
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A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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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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Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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They live too long who happiness outlive.
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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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Beware the fury of a patient man.
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Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
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Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
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Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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