Virgil and Horace were the severest writers of the severest age.
JOHN DRYDENLove is not in our choice but in our fate.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
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Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
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No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
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The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
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Repentance is but want of power to sin.
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Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
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He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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What passion cannot music raise and quell!
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He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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For they can conquer who believe they can.
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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
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They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
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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?
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The winds are out of breath.
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Self-defense is Nature’s eldest law.
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Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
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There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
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