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.
JOHN DRYDENIt is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
JOHN DRYDENFor Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
JOHN DRYDENMany things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
JOHN DRYDENThe glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
JOHN DRYDENThey that possess the prince possess the laws.
JOHN DRYDENIf passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
JOHN DRYDENAmong our crimes oblivion may be set.
JOHN DRYDENAnd plenty makes us poor.
JOHN DRYDENAnd that the Scriptures, though not everywhere Free from corruption, or entire, or clear, Are uncorrupt, sufficient, clear, entire In all things which our needful faith require.
JOHN DRYDENAll things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
JOHN DRYDENThus, while the mute creation downward bend Their sight, and to their earthly mother ten, Man looks aloft; and with erected eyes Beholds his own hereditary skies.
JOHN DRYDENSome of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.
JOHN DRYDENSo softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
JOHN DRYDENPity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.
JOHN DRYDENWhen I consider life, ’tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think tomorrow will repay. Tomorrow’s falser than the former day.
JOHN DRYDENWe by art unteach what Nature taught.
JOHN DRYDEN