Music, Music for a while Shall all your cares beguile. Alexander's Feast — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Love is a child that talks in broken language, yet then he speaks most plain. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Thoughts cannot form themselves in words so horrid As can express my guilt. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Time and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Love taught him shame, and shame with love at strife Soon taught the sweet civilities of life. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
God has endowed man with inalienable rights, among which are self-government, reason, and conscience. Man is properly self-governed only when he is… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Calms appear, when Storms are past; Love will have his Hour at last: Nature is my kindly Care; Mars destroys, and I… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Jealousy's a proof of love, But 'tis a weak and unavailing medicine; It puts out the disease and makes it show, But… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
My heart's so full of joy, That I shall do some wild extravagance Of love in public; and the foolish world, Which… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Love and Time with reverence use, Treat them like a parting friend: Nor the golden gifts refuse Which in youth sincere they… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Moderate sorrow Fits vulgar love, and for a vulgar man: But I have lov'd with such transcendent passion, I soar'd, at first,… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
We find few historians who have been diligent enough in their search for truth; it is their common method to take on trust what… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
To take up half on trust, and half to try, Name it not faith but bungling bigotry. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
And after hearing what our Church can say, If still our reason runs another way, That private reason 'tis more just to curb, Than… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
A coward is the kindest animal; 'Tis the most forgiving creature in a fight. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Men's virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
