Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
JOHN DRYDENGod never made his work for man to mend.
More John Dryden Quotes
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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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Shakespeare was the Homer, or father of our dramatic poets;Jonson was theVirgil, the pattern of elaborate writing; I admire him, but I love Shakespeare.
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Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
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Honor is but an empty bubble.
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An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
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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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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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Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
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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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The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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Love is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.
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God never made his work for man to mend.
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Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
JOHN DRYDEN