Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
JOHN DRYDENPoliticians neither love nor hate.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
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But how can finite grasp Infinity?
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War seldom enters but where wealth allures.
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He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
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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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Merit challenges envy.
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There is a proud modesty in merit.
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For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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Love is love’s reward.
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Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
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Repartee is the soul of conversation.
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No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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Nor is the people’s judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
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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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Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Hushed as midnight silence.
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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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For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
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Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
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For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
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Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Men’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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