John Dryden
John Dryden
John Drydenwas an English poet, literary critic, translator, and playwright who was made England's first Poet Laureate in 1668...
heart hands guilt
My hands are guilty, but my heart is free.
needs impossible fame
Maintain your post: That's all the fame you need; For 'tis impossible you should proceed.
justice may murder
Murder may pass unpunishd for a time, But tardy justice will oertake the crime.
misfortunes
When Misfortune is asleep, let no one wake her.
tree nouns verbs
Who climbs the grammar-tree, distinctly knows Where noun, and verb, and participle grows.
guilt form
Thoughts cannot form themselves in words so horrid As can express my guilt.
proud pay merit
There's a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
fortune ill
Ill fortune seldom comes alone.
flesh red way
Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering, Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.
running church doctrine
And after hearing what our Church can say, If still our reason runs another way, That private reason 'tis more just to curb, Than by disputes the public peace disturb; For points obscure are of small use to learn, But common quiet is mankind's concern.
kings fate dice
Tis Fate that flings the dice, And as she flings Of kings makes peasants, And of peasants kings.
fate wings news
Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.
men bravery honor
The brave man seeks not popular applause, Nor, overpower'd with arms, deserts his cause; Unsham'd, though foil'd, he does the best he can, Force is of brutes, but honor is of man.
criticism ill
Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.