Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
John Dryden, Alexander's Feast (1697), line 120.
The rose is fragrant, but it fades in time: The violet sweet, but quickly past the prime White lilies hang their heads, and soon decay, And white snow in minutes melts away.John Dryden
For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children, and from fools.John Dryden
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; But they ne'er pardon, who have done the wrong.John Dryden
We were so clos'd within each other's breasts The rivets were not found that join'd us first. That does not reach us yet: we were so mix'd, As meeting streams, both to ourselves were lost; We were one mass; we could not give or take, But from the same; for he was I, I he!John Dryden
Nature meant me A wife, a silly, harmless, household dove, Fond without art, and kind without deceit; But Fortune, that has made a mistress of me, Has thrust me out to the wide world, unfurnish'd Of falsehood to be happy.John Dryden
Then Israel's monarch, after Heaven's own heart, His vigorous warmth did, variously, impart To wives and slaves: and, wide as his command, Scattered his Maker's image through the land.John Dryden
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bands divide.John Dryden
What cannot praise effect in mighty minds, When flattery soothes, and when ambition blinds!John Dryden
One of our great poets is sunk in his reputation, because he could never forgive any conceit which came in his way; but swept like a drag-net, great and small. There wasplentyenough, butthedisheswereill-sorted; whole pyramids of sweetmeats, for boys and women; but little of solid meat for men.John Dryden
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.John Dryden
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers'perjury. 292John Dryden
Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.John Dryden
Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.John Dryden
A brave man scorns to quarrel once a day; Like Hectors in at every petty fray.John Dryden
Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative.John Dryden
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.John Dryden
A man so various, that he seem'd to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome; Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon, Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.John Dryden
Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.John Dryden
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