For thee, sweet month; the groves green liveries wear. If not the first, the fairest of the year; For thee the Graces… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
When the Sun sets, shadows, that shew'd at Noon But small, appear most long and terrible; So, when we think Fate hovers… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
For my part, I can compare her (a gossip) to nothing but the sun; for, like him, she knows no rest, nor… — 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
