Take not away the life you cannot give: For all things have an equal right to live.
JOHN DRYDENMerit challenges envy.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Take not away the life you cannot give: For all things have an equal right to live.
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Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
JOHN DRYDENSure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
JOHN DRYDENMuch malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
JOHN DRYDENWhen a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
JOHN DRYDENBold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
JOHN DRYDENDeath ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
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Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
JOHN DRYDENOld as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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But Shakespeare’s magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
JOHN DRYDENBut Shakespeare’s magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
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If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
JOHN DRYDENIf passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
JOHN DRYDENKings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
JOHN DRYDENThe trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
JOHN DRYDENDesire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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Sure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
JOHN DRYDENSure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
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We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
JOHN DRYDENWe must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
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Griefs assured are felt before they come.
JOHN DRYDENGriefs assured are felt before they come.
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The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
JOHN DRYDENThe thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
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