Every language is so full of its own proprieties that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay, sometimes nonsense, in another.
JOHN DRYDENPity melts the mind to love.
More John Dryden Quotes
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For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
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A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
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Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
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Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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What passion cannot music raise and quell!
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Self-defense is Nature’s eldest law.
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Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
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It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
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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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Pride – Lord of human kind.
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