Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
JOHN DRYDENHe is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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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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He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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When we view elevated ideas of Nature, the result of that view is admiration, which is always the cause of pleasure.
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None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
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Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
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Presence of mind and courage in distress, Are more than arrives to procure success?
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A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.
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If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
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Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
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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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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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