John Dryden
John Dryden
John Drydenwas an English poet, literary critic, translator, and playwright who was made England's first Poet Laureate in 1668...
beauty hands masters
To draw true beauty shows a master's hand.
ocean science moon
Then we upon our globe's last verge shall go, And view the ocean leaning on the sky: From thence our rolling Neighbours we shall know, And on the Lunar world securely pry.
fear fate son
When the Sun sets, shadows, that shew'd at Noon But small, appear most long and terrible; So, when we think Fate hovers o'er our Heads, Our apprehensions shoot beyond all bounds, Owls, Ravens, Crickets seem the watch of death, Nature's worst Vermine scare her God-like Sons. Ecchoes the very leavings of a Voice, Grow babling Ghosts, and call us to our Graves: Each Mole-hill thought swells to a huge Olympus, While we fantastick Dreamers heave and puff, And sweat with an Imagination's weight...
conformity conform martyrdom
For all have not the gift of martyrdom.
life death nature
To die is landing on some distant shore.
nice honor soil
Woman's honor is nice as ermine; it will not bear a soil.
society politics ruins
Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.
faith light saws
Reason saw not, till Faith sprung the Light.
home sacred refuge
Home is the sacred refuge of our life.
jealousy proof-of-love medicine
Jealousy's a proof of love, But 'tis a weak and unavailing medicine; It puts out the disease and makes it show, But has no power to cure.
love men heaven
Heaven be thanked, we live in such an age, When no man dies for love, but on the stage.
love noble madness
My love's a noble madness.
war military hands
Raw in the fields the rude militia swarms, Mouth without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence.
music harmony notes
As poetry is the harmony of words, so music is that of notes.