John Dryden
John Dryden
John Drydenwas an English poet, literary critic, translator, and playwright who was made England's first Poet Laureate in 1668...
married past three within
I am to be married within these three days; married past redemption.
again bleed fight lay rise wounded
I'm a little wounded but I'm not slain; I will lay me down for to bleed awhile, Then I'll rise and fight with you again
deserves worlds
She deserves / More worlds than I can lose.
draw knows rant single
She knows her man, and when you rant or swear, / Can draw you to her with a single hair.
cheating consider favour fooled former men trust
When I consider life, 'tis all a cheat. Yet, fooled by hope, men favour the deceit; trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: to-morrow's falser than the former day.
cheat consider deceit deception favour men
When I consider life, 'tis all a cheat yet, fool'd by hope, men favour the deceit
mercy reason rule
Reason to rule but mercy to forgive: the first is law; the last, prerogative.
close eyes far meet sit souls touch
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own webs from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch
allied bounds divide great madness near sure thin wits
Great wits are sure to madness near allied - And thin partitions do their bounds divide
battles fought
Fought all his battles o'er again; / And thrice he routed all his foes; and thrice he slew the slain.
closing compass frame full harmony heavenly notes universal
From harmony, from heavenly harmony / This universal frame began: / From harmony to harmony / Through all the compass of the notes it ran, / The diapason closing full in Man.
bless malicious man office proud seldom slave
Fortune, that with malicious joy, Does man her slave oppress, Proud of her office to destroy, Is seldom pleas'd to bless
coming fate flow friend ground last lay stand struck tears
If this were the last day of your life, my friend Tell me, what do you think you would do then? Stand up to the blow, that fate has struck upon you? Make the most of all you still have coming to you? or Lay down on the ground and let the tears flow f
die lost loved
He loved me well: so well he could but die - To show he loved me better than his life; he lost it for me