John Dryden Quotes

John Dryden

English dramatist & poet (1631 - 1700)

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Accurst ambition, how dearly I have bought you.

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A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.

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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.

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Honor is but an empty bubble.

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Love is a passion which kindles honor into noble acts.

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Beware the fury of a patient man.

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Dancing is the poetry of the feet.

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When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

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And plenty makes us poor.

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Words are but pictures of our thoughts.

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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.

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Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.

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They think to little who talk to much.

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Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He, who can call to-day his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

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But far more numerous was the herd of such,
Who think too little and who talk too much.

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We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.

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The conscience of a people is their power.

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Beware the fury of a patient man.

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Better shun the bait, than struggle in the snare.

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Beware of the fury of the patient man.

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Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes...
Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind
Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.

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Beware the fury of a patient man.

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And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

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None are so busy as the fool and knave.

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Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today.

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Beware the fury of a patient man.

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