He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. . . .… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Let those find fault whose wit's so very small, They've need to show that they can think at all; Errors, like straws,… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Want is a bitter and a hateful good, Because its virtues are not understood; Yet many things, impossible to thought, Have been… — 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
