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Since heaven's eternal year is thine.
John Dryden
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Happy who in his verse can gently steerFrom grave to light, from pleasant to severe.
John Dryden
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He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
John Dryden
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The Famous Rules which the French call, Des Trois Unités, or, The Three Unities, which ought to be observ'd in every Regular Play; namely, of Time, Place, and Action.
John Dryden
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And doomed to death, though fated not to die.
John Dryden
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Railing in other men may be a crime,But ought to pass for mere instinct in him:Instinct he follows and no further knows,For to write verse with him is to transpose.
John Dryden
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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
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It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.
John Dryden
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A brave man scorns to quarrel once a day;Like Hectors in at every petty fray.
John Dryden
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Timotheus, to his breathing flute, And sounding lyre,Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
John Dryden
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Beware the fury of a patient man.
John Dryden
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Be kind to my remains; and oh defend,Against your judgment, your departed friend!
John Dryden
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His hair just grizzled,As in a green old age.
John Dryden
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Men are but children of a larger growth; Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving, too, and full as vain.
John Dryden
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And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.
John Dryden
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Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
John Dryden
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Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
John Dryden
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Lord of yourself, uncumbered with a wife.
John Dryden
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Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet.
John Dryden
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For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
John Dryden
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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
John Dryden
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All, all of a piece throughout:Thy chase had a beast in view;Thy wars brought nothing about;Thy lovers were all untrue.'Tis well an old age is out,And time to begin a new.
John Dryden
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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
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Successful crimes alone are justified.
John Dryden
