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John Dryden
English
Poet
About the author
Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, but genius must be born; and never can be taught.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Action
#Time
#May
#Genius
Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#World
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Wrong
#Forgiveness
The first is the law, the last prerogative.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Law
#First
There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Being
#Pleasure
Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Spirit
#Body
#Shame
Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Future
#Fate
#Joy
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail our lion now will foreign foes assail.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Now
#Will
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Want
#Power
#Sin
#Repentance
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Youth
#Reason
#Age
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#May
#Man
#Care
#Happiness
#Thoughts
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Fool
Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
#Fool
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Will
#Man
#Son
Love is love's reward.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
#Reward
They that possess the prince possess the laws.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Laws
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
#Will
#Grace
#End
#Virtue
#Goodness
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Soul
#Jealousy
It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Nothing
#Events
#Fortune
#Prudence
#Madness
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Rivers
#Habits
#Brooks
If you be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed the deeper they burn.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Words
Honor is but an empty bubble.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Honor
He who would search for pearls must dive below.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Pearls
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Life
#Day
#Fear
#First
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.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Today
#Man
#Tomorrow
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Madness
God never made His work for man to mend.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#God
#Work
#Man
Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#May
#Money
#Trade
#Soul
#Son
#Miser
Genius must be born, and never can be taught.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Genius
Love is not in our choice but in our fate.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
#Choice
#Fate
And plenty makes us poor.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Poor
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Needs
#Truth
For they conquer who believe they can.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
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.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Now
#Fool
Even victors are by victories undone.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Nothing
#Death
#Fear
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Dancing
#Poetry
By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Man
#Education
But love's a malady without a cure.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
#Cure
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Talk
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Fear
#Boldness
Beware the fury of a patient man.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Man
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Anger
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Will
#Anger
#Mind
#Thoughts
#Resentment
Self-defence is Nature's eldest law.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Law
#Self
#Nature
And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
#Mind
All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Fate
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
All heiresses are beautiful.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Word
#Argument
You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Love
#Sight
#Water
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Words
#Thoughts
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Life
#Hope
#People
#Deceit
What passions cannot music raise or quell?
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Music
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#First
#Habits
War is the trade of Kings.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#War
#Trade
#Kings
Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Today
#Tomorrow
To die is landing on some distant shore.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Beauty
Successful crimes alone are justified.
John Dryden,
English
Poet
#Successful