What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o’er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
JOHN DRYDENAnd love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
More John Dryden Quotes
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I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
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And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
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Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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All heiresses are beautiful.
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The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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If you have lived, take thankfully the past. Make, as you can, the sweet remembrance last.
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But love’s a malady without a cure.
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All objects lose by too familiar a view.
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Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
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Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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