John Dryden Quotes

If others in the same Glass better see
'Tis for Themselves they look, but not for me:
For my Salvation must its Doom receive
Not from what others, but what I believe.

Too black for heav'n, and yet too white for hell.

Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped;
And they have kept it since by being dead.

Tis Fate that flings the dice,
And as she flings
Of kings makes peasants,
And of peasants kings.

The people's prayer, the glad diviner's theme, The young men's vision, and the old men's dream!

All have not the gift of martyrdom.

words are but pictures of our thoughts

Better one suffer, than a nation grieve.

Thus like a Captive in an Isle confin'd,
Man walks at large, a Pris'ner of the Mind

Love is love's reward.

And torture one poor word ten thousand ways.

For present joys are more to flesh and blood
Than a dull prospect of a distant good.

Happy who in his verse can gently steer
From grave to light, from pleasant to severe.

Lord of yourself, uncumbered with a wife.

What cannot Praise effect in Mighty Minds,
When Flattery Sooths, and when Ambition Blinds!