At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
JOHN DRYDENLove is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
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Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Merit challenges envy.
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Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
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All empire is no more than power in trust.
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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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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Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
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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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Beware of the fury of the patient man.
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Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
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