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John Dryden quotes - page 12
He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
John Dryden
Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.
John Dryden
Accurst ambition, How dearly I have bought you.
John Dryden
He who purposes to be an author, should first be a student.
John Dryden
I trade both with the living and the dead, for the enrichment of our native language.
John Dryden
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand, And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
John Dryden
Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease.
John Dryden
And he who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but neer will reach an excellence.
John Dryden
Such subtle covenants shall be made, Till peace itself is war in masquerade.
John Dryden
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
John Dryden
He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul.... He was naturally learnd he needed not the spectacles of books to read Nature he looked inwards, and found her there.... He is many times flat, insipid his comic wit degenerating in to clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great, when some occasion is presented to him.
John Dryden
When he spoke, what tender words he used So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.
John Dryden
Dying bless the hand that gave the blow.
John Dryden
Not to ask is not be denied.
John Dryden
He is the very Janus of poets he wears almost everywhere two faces and you have scarce begun to admire the one, ere you despise the other.
John Dryden
A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pygmy-body to decay, And o'er-inform'd the tenement of clay. A daring pilot in extremity Pleas'd with the danger, when the waves went high He sought the storms.
John Dryden
So poetry, which is in Oxford made An art, in London only is a trade.
John Dryden
But tis the talent of our English nation, Still to be plotting some new reformation.
John Dryden
Woman's honor is nice as ermine it will not bear a soil.
John Dryden
Nature meant me a wife, a silly harmless household Dove, fond without art and kind without deceit.
John Dryden
Resolv'd to ruin or to rule the state.
John Dryden
Parting is worse than death it is death of love.
John Dryden
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