Top 100 Quotes About Dryden
#1. Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend the Almighty Father's name: The Saviour Son be glorified, Who for lost man's redemption died; And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to Thee. Amen. - RABANUS MAURUS (9TH C.); TRANSLATED BY JOHN DRYDEN (1631
David P. Gushee
#2. A professional man of letters, especially if he is much at war with unscrupulous enenemies, is naturally jealous of his privacy ... so it was, I think, with Dryden.
Walter Raleigh
#3. Thou shalt believe in Milton, Dryden, Pope;
Thou shalt not set up Wordsworth, Coleridge, Southey;
Because the first is crazed beyond all hope,
The second drunk, the third so quaint and mouthy.
George Gordon Byron
#4. The glorious Dryden, refiner and purifier of English verse, did less for rhyme than he did for metre.
H.P. Lovecraft
#5. There is a pleasure sure
In being mad, which none but madmen know.
Dryden, The Spanish Friar II, i
Gerald Durrell
#6. The question remains ... who takes care of you, Miss Vale?"
"I might ask the same question of you, Lord Dryden.
Julie Anne Long
#7. He was still thoughtful. 'Do you think any of us ever really knows anyone?'
'Philosophy, Lord Dryden? And yet it's daylight and everyone is still sober.
Julie Anne Long
#8. Sometimes, during those same bleak middle-of-the-nights, he held secret fears he never said aloud. Demons had come in the dark, come with the famous Dryden fog that rolled through the town, and taken possession of his lovely, smart, kindhearted wife. And next they'd come for his daughter too.
Megan Abbott
#9. Do the girls emerge quite ruined for marriage after you stuff them full of knowledge?"
"I should imagine most of our girls emerge less tolerant of fools, if that's what you mean."
- Dryden and Phoebe
Julie Anne Long
#10. Books, as Dryden has aptly termed them, are spectacles to read nature. Aeschylus and Aristotle, Shakespeare and Bacon, are priests who preach and expound the mysteries of man and the universe. They teach us to understand and feel what we see, to decipher and syllable the hieroglyphics of the senses.
Augustus William Hare
#11. Dryden 's genius was of that sort which catches fire by its own motion; his chariot wheels get hot by driving fast.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
#12. Oh, my goodness, Lord Dryden. You should have seen your face when you said the word work. It's not counted among the deadly sins, you know.
Julie Anne Long
#13. The difference between genuine poetry and the poetry of Dryden, Pope, and all their school, is briefly this: their poetry is conceived and composed in their wits, genuine poetry is conceived and composed in the soul.
Matthew Arnold
#14. gloomy, pensive, discontented temper This melancholy flatters, but unmans you; What is it else but penury of soul, A lazy frost, a numbness of the mind? - JOHN DRYDEN AT
Henry Hitchings
#15. If one must be rejected, one succeed, make him my lord within whose faithful breast is fixed my image, and who loves me best.
John Dryden
#16. Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.
John Dryden
#17. Be secret and discreet; the fairy favors are lost when not concealed.
John Dryden
#19. He who proposes to be an author should first be a student.
John Dryden
#20. Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.
John Dryden
#21. Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
John Dryden
#22. The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
John Dryden
#24. Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
John Dryden
#25. A farce is that in poetry which grotesque (caricature) is in painting. The persons and actions of a farce are all unnatural, and the manners false, that is, inconsistent with the characters of mankind; and grotesque painting is the just resemblance of this.
John Dryden
#26. One of the greatest, most noble, and most sublime poems which either this age or nation has produced.
John Dryden
#27. He look'd in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
John Dryden
#28. When we view elevated ideas of Nature, the result of that view is admiration, which is always the cause of pleasure.
John Dryden
#29. And that one hunting, which the Devil design'd For one fair female, lost him half the kind.
John Dryden
#30. Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!
John Dryden
#31. Discover the opinion of your enemies, which is commonly the truest; for they will give you no quarter, and allow nothing to complaisance.
John Dryden
#33. I kept going to different colleges, but dropped out.
Spencer Dryden
#35. Mankind is ever the same, and nothing lost out of nature, though everything is altered.
John Dryden
#36. Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
John Dryden
#37. For all have not the gift of martyrdom.
John Dryden
#39. To take up half on trust, and half to try, Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.
John Dryden
#40. All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
John Dryden
#41. The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
John Dryden
#42. Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
John Dryden
#43. But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
John Dryden
#44. O freedom, first delight of human kind!
John Dryden
#46. Love either finds equality or makes it.
John Dryden
#47. Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
John Dryden
#48. For every inch that is not fool, is rogue.
John Dryden
#49. Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.
John Dryden
#53. Imagining is in itself the very height and life of poetry, which, by a kind of enthusiasm or extraordinary emotion of the soul, makes it seem to us that we behold those things which the poet paints.
John Dryden
#54. When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
John Dryden
#55. Night came, but unattended with repose.
Alone she came, no sleep their eyes to close.
Alone and black she came; no friendly stars arose.
John Dryden
#56. The elephant is never won by anger; nor must that man who would reclaim a lion take him by the teeth.
John Dryden
#57. He wants worth who dares not praise a foe.
John Dryden
#58. The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind's great bribe.
John Dryden
#59. While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.
John Dryden
#60. Two arguing geeks were stoppable. Three arguing geeks created an infinite argument vortex of doom that sucked time down like a black hole.
Delphine Dryden
#61. No king nor nation one moment can retard the appointed hour.
John Dryden
#62. words are but pictures of our thoughts
John Dryden
#63. If you are for a merry jaunt, I will try, for once, who can foot it farthest.
John Dryden
#64. Thoughts cannot form themselves in words so horrid As can express my guilt.
John Dryden
#65. For lawful power is still superior found, When long driven back, at length it stands the ground.
John Dryden
#66. As one that neither seeks, nor shuns his foe.
John Dryden
#67. Great wits are to madness near allied
And thin partitions do their bounds divide.
John Dryden
#68. Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.
John Dryden
#69. The poorest of the sex have still an itch To know their fortunes, equal to the rich. The dairy-maid inquires, if she shall take The trusty tailor, and the cook forsake.
John Dryden
#70. Repentance is the virtue of weak minds.
John Dryden
#71. Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
John Dryden
#72. Good Heaven, whose darling attribute we find is boundless grace, and mercy to mankind, abhors the cruel.
John Dryden
#74. Wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
John Dryden
#75. Genius must be born, it can't be taught.
John Dryden
#76. My whole life Has been a golden dream of love and friendship.
John Dryden
#77. The good we have enjoyed from Heaven's free will, and shall we murmur to endure the ill?
John Dryden
#78. Thus, while the mute creation downward bend Their sight, and to their earthly mother ten, Man looks aloft; and with erected eyes Beholds his own hereditary skies.
John Dryden
#79. And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.
John Dryden
#80. Like pilgrims to th' appointed place we tend;
The World's an Inn, and Death the journey's end.
John Dryden
#81. Making love - having sex - with James had been like discovering a lie of omission. She had become more aware of things because of their pronounced absence.
Delphine Dryden
#82. He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.
John Dryden
#83. Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate's: Souls know no conquerors.
John Dryden
#84. Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child.
John Dryden
#85. Men's virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
John Dryden
#86. Interest makes all seem reason that leads to it.
John Dryden
#88. Fortune, that with malicious joyDoes man her slave oppress,Proud of her office to destroy,Is seldom pleasd to bless.
John Dryden
#89. Ye moon and stars, bear witness to the truth.
John Dryden
#90. I trade both with the living and the dead, for the enrichment of our native language.
John Dryden
#91. A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
John Dryden
#92. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
John Dryden
#94. They think too little who talk too much.
John Dryden
#95. If others in the same Glass better see
'Tis for Themselves they look, but not for me:
For my Salvation must its Doom receive
Not from what others, but what I believe.
John Dryden
#96. A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pygmy-body to decay, And o'er-inform'd the tenement of clay. A daring pilot in extremity; Pleas'd with the danger, when the waves went high He sought the storms.
John Dryden
#97. Death in itself is nothing; but we fear.
To be we know not what, we know not where.
John Dryden
#98. He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
John Dryden
#99. Restless at home, and ever prone to range.
John Dryden
#100. For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
John Dryden
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