The bravest men are subject most to chance.
JOHN DRYDENAnd plenty makes us poor.
More John Dryden Quotes
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O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Imagining is in itself the very height and life of poetry, which, by a kind of enthusiasm or extraordinary emotion of the soul, makes it seem to us that we behold those things which the poet paints.
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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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Tis a good thing to laugh at any rate; and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness.
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I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
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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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Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Hushed as midnight silence.
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All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.
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Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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War seldom enters but where wealth allures.
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All delays are dangerous in war.
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Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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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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The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
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Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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Keen appetite And quick digestion wait on you and yours.
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Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
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There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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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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Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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