John Dryden Quotes

Thus, in a Pageant Show, a Plot is made;
And Peace it self is War in Masquerade.

A sigh or tear perhaps she'll give,
But love on pity cannot live:
Tell her that hearts for hearts were made,
And love with love is only paid,
Tell her my pains so fast increase
That soon it will be past redress;
For the wretch that speechless lies,
Attends but death to close his eyes.

But dying is a pleasure / When living is a pain.

Seek not thyself without thyself to find.

The midwife laid her hand on his thick skull,
With this prophetic blessing — Be thou dull; 60
Drink, swear, and roar, forbear no lewd delight
Fit for thy bulk, do anything but write.
Thou art of lasting make, like thoughtless men,
A strong nativity — but for the pen;
Eat opium, mingle arsenic in thy drink, 65
Still thou mayest live, avoiding pen and ink.
I see, I see, ’tis counsel given in vain,
For treason, botched in rhyme, will be thy bane;
Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck,
’Tis fatal to thy fame and to thy neck.

Two if's scarce make one possibility.

Was there no milder way but the Small Pox, The very filth’ness of Pandora’s Box?

so meer Poets and meer Musicians, are as sottish as meer Drunkards are, who live in a continuall mist without seeing, or judgeing any thing clearly.
A man should be learn'd in severall Sciences, and should have a rea∣sonable Philosophicall, and ni some measure a Mathematicall head; to be a compleat and excellent Poet

But, when to Sin our byast Nature leans,
The carefull Devil is still at hand with means.
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Ama yanlı Tabiatımız günaha meylettiği zaman
Gerekli araçlarla çıkagelir uyanık Şeytan.

For Life is the means, but Love’s the end. [IV.4.73]

Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail,
But common interest always will prevail.

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

Man, like the vine, supported lives;
His strength comes from the embrace he gives.

There is a pleasure sure in being mad which none but madmen know
-John Dryden

But wilde Ambition loves to slide, not stand;
And Fortunes Ice prefers to Vertues Land