William Congreve
William Congreve
William Congrevewas an English playwright and poet...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth24 January 1670
expectation joy joys
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life.
age age-and-aging believe golden men
Believe it, Men have ever been the same,And all the Golden Age is but a Dream.
light tricks women
Women are like tricks by light of hand,Which, to admire, we should not understand.
light tricks women
Women are like tricks by light of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand.
asked question
She is chaste who was never asked the question
great married strange
Let us be very strange and well-bred: Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great while; and as well-bred as if we were not married at all.
fire lost proper rude shock smoke
Nature, to each allots his proper Sphere, But, that forsaken, we like Comets err: Toss'd thro' the Void, by some rude Shock we're broke, And all our boasted Fire is lost in Smoke
bend charms english-poet hath music savage soothe
Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
bend charms music savage soothe
Music has charms to soothe the savage beast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
dead quite
Is he then dead? / What, dead at last, quite, quite for ever dead!
rise sun thee till
Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise
becomes best picture sort tenderness
Yes, but tenderness becomes me best - a sort of dyingness - you see that picture has a sort of a - ha, Foible? A swimmingness in the eyes.
english-poet
I know that's a secret, for it's whispered every where.
hope prone
I hope you do not think me prone to an iteration of nuptials.