John Dryden

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If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
- John Dryden
Collection: Party
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An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
- John Dryden
Collection: Fear
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Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
- John Dryden
Collection: Soul
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Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
- John Dryden
Collection: Rose
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All delays are dangerous in war.
- John Dryden
Collection: War
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Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
- John Dryden
Collection: Joy
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The bravest men are subject most to chance.
- John Dryden
Collection: Men
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I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.
- John Dryden
Collection: Morning
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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
- John Dryden
Collection: May
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Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
- John Dryden
Collection: Vices
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Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
- John Dryden
Collection: Loss
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Pride - Lord of human kind
- John Dryden
Collection: Pride
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Men's virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
- John Dryden
Collection: Men
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Murder may pass unpunishd for a time, But tardy justice will oertake the crime.
- John Dryden
Collection: Justice
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So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
- John Dryden
Collection: Lying
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He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
- John Dryden
Collection: Fountain
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The end of satire is the amendment of vices by correction; and he who writes honestly is no more an enemy to the offender than the physician to the patient when he prescribes harsh remedies.
- John Dryden
Collection: Writing
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These are the effects of doting age,--vain doubts and idle cares and over caution.
- John Dryden
Collection: Doubt
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Whatever is, is in its causes just.
- John Dryden
Collection: Justice
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For lawful power is still superior found, When long driven back, at length it stands the ground.
- John Dryden
Collection: Long
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I strongly wish for what I faintly hope; like the daydreams of melancholy men, I think and think in things impossible, yet love to wander in that golden maze.
- John Dryden
Collection: Men
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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
- John Dryden
Collection: Order
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Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
- John Dryden
Collection: Mind
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Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.
- John Dryden
Collection: Light
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None but the brave deserve the fair.
- John Dryden
Collection: Brave
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
- John Dryden
Collection: I Miss You
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For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
- John Dryden
Collection: Children
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Nor is the people's judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
- John Dryden
Collection: Freedom
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Errors like straws upon the surface flow, Who would search for pearls to be grateful for often must dive below.
- John Dryden
Collection: Gratitude
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
- John Dryden
Collection: Perfection
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Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
- John Dryden
Collection: Wise
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If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
- John Dryden
Collection: Passion
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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.
- John Dryden
Collection: Running
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Since a true knowledge of nature gives us pleasure, a lively imitation of it, either in poetry or painting, must produce a much greater; for both these arts are not only true imitations of nature, but of the best nature.
- John Dryden
Collection: Art
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Affability, mildness, tenderness, and a word which I would fain bring back to its original signification of virtue,--I mean good-nature,--are of daily use; they are the bread of mankind and staff of life.
- John Dryden
Collection: Good Life
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A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
- John Dryden
Collection: Men
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They say everything in the world is good for something.
- John Dryden
Collection: World
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How blessed is he, who leads a country life, Unvex'd with anxious cares, and void of strife! Who studying peace, and shunning civil rage, Enjoy'd his youth, and now enjoys his age: All who deserve his love, he makes his own; And, to be lov'd himself, needs only to be known.
- John Dryden
Collection: Life
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He look'd in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
- John Dryden
Collection: Years
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All the learn'd are cowards by profession.
- John Dryden
Collection: Coward
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not judging truth to be in nature better than falsehood, but setting a value upon both according to interest.
- John Dryden
Collection: Judging
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Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.
- John Dryden
Collection: Art
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Fortune's unjust; she ruins oft the brave, and him who should be victor, makes the slave.
- John Dryden
Collection: Brave