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John Dryden (Writer)

The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms.
— John Dryden
The soft complaining flute, In dying notes, discovers The woes of hopeless lovers.
— John Dryden love
So, when the last and dreadful Hour This crumbling Pageant shall devour,The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And musick shall untune the Sky.
— John Dryden music
A man is to be cheated into passion,but reasoned into truth.
— John Dryden truth
She feared no danger, for she knew no sin.
— John Dryden fear
And doomed to death, though fated not to die.
— John Dryden death
For truth has such a face and such a mien As to be loved needs only to be seen.
— John Dryden love
Of all the tyrannies on human kind The worst is that which persecutes the mind.
— John Dryden mind
Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative.
— John Dryden law
And kind as kings upon their coronation day.
— John Dryden day
Than a successive title long and dark, Drawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah's ark.
— John Dryden success
Too black for heav'n, and yet too white for hell.
— John Dryden hell
As long as words a different sense will bear, And each may be his own interpreter, Our airy faith will no foundation find; The word's a weathercock for every wind.
— John Dryden faith
Not only hating David, but the king.
— John Dryden
A man so various, that he seem’d to be Not one, but all mankind’s epitome; Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.
— John Dryden art
So over violent, or over civil, That every man with him was God or Devil.
— John Dryden evil
His tribe were God Almighty's gentlemen.
— John Dryden men
Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
— John Dryden words
All have not the gift of martyrdom.
— John Dryden art
War seldom enters but where wealth allures.
— John Dryden wealth
Jealousy, the jaundice of the soul.
— John Dryden soul
For present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
— John Dryden joy
T' abhor the makers, and their laws approve, Is to hate traitors and the treason love.
— John Dryden love
Secret guilt by silence is betrayed.
— John Dryden silence
Possess your soul with patience.
— John Dryden soul
For those whom God to ruin has design'd, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
— John Dryden mind
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave,None but the brave deserves the fair.
— John Dryden happy
With ravished ears The monarch hears; Assumes the god, Affects the nod, And seems to shake the spheres.
— John Dryden god
Sound the trumpets; beat the drums... Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes.
— John Dryden boys
Bacchus, ever fair and ever young.
— John Dryden you
Drinking is the soldier’s pleasure; Rich the treasure; Sweet the pleasure;Sweet is pleasure after pain.
— John Dryden pain
Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
— John Dryden battle
Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And welt'ring in his blood; Deserted, at his utmost need, By those his former bounty fed, On the bare earth exposed he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes.
— John Dryden art
For pity melts the mind to love.
— John Dryden love
Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honor but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying.If all the world be worth thy winning. Think, oh think it worth enjoying: Lovely Tha
— John Dryden soul
Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
— John Dryden
And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy.
— John Dryden
Timotheus, to his breathing flute, And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
— John Dryden soul
Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown; He rais’d a mortal to the skies; She drew an angel down.
— John Dryden angel
Arms, and the man I sing, who, forced by Fate, And haughty Juno’s unrelenting hate, Expelled and exiled, left the Trojan shore.
— John Dryden hate
An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.
— John Dryden past
Thus having said, she turn'd, and made appear Her neck refulgent, and dishevell'd hair, Which, flowing from her shoulders, reached the ground, And widely spread ambrosial scents around. In length of train descends her sweeping gown; And, by her graceful walk, the Queen of Love is known.
— John Dryden grace
The gods, (if gods to goodness are inclined— If acts of mercy touch their heavenly mind), And, more than all the gods, your generous heart, Conscious of worth, requite its own desert!
— John Dryden god
I learn to pity woes so like my own.
— John Dryden learn
Fate, and the dooming gods, are deaf to tears.
— John Dryden god
It is sufficient to say, according to the proverb, that here is God's plenty.
— John Dryden god
Mankind is ever the same, and nothing lost out of nature, though everything is altered.
— John Dryden nature
Since ev’ry man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care.
— John Dryden joy
Chaucer followed Nature everywhere, but was never so bold to go beyond her.
— John Dryden nature
If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
— John Dryden art
A satirical poet is the check of the laymen on bad priests.
— John Dryden men
'Twas now the month in which the world began (If March beheld the first created man): And since the vernal equinox, the Sun, In Aries, twelve degrees, or more, had run; When casting up his eyes against the light, Both month, and day, and hour, he measur'd right; And told more truly than th' Ephemeris: For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss. Thus numbering times and seasons in his breast, His second crowing the third hour confess'd.
— John Dryden time
A very merry, dancing, drinking, Laughing, quaffing, and unthinkable time.
— John Dryden time
The sword within the scabbard keep, And let mankind agree.
— John Dryden man
Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night.
— John Dryden night
All, all of a piece throughout: Thy chase had a beast in view; Thy wars brought nothing about; Thy lovers were all untrue. 'Tis well an old age is out, And time to begin a new.
— John Dryden love
Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
— John Dryden love
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
— John Dryden love
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
— John Dryden thought
The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes And gaping mouth, that testified surprise.
— John Dryden nature
Love taught him shame; and shame, with love at strife, Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
— John Dryden love
She hugged the offender, and forgave the offense: Sex to the last.
— John Dryden end
And raw in fields the rude militia swarms, Mouths without hands; maintain'd at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever but in times of need at hand.
— John Dryden war
Of seeming arms to make a short essay, Then hasten to be drunk — the business of the day.
— John Dryden business
Madam me no madam.
— John Dryden
Midas me no midas.
— John Dryden
Above any Greek or Roman name.
— John Dryden man
And threat'ning France, plac'd like a painted Jove, Kept idle thunder in his lifted hand.
— John Dryden pain
Wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
— John Dryden will
So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
— John Dryden life
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.
— John Dryden love
And that one hunting, which the Devil design'd For one fair female, lost him half the kind.
— John Dryden evil
Happy who in his verse can gently steer From grave to light, from pleasant to severe.
— John Dryden light
And new-laid eggs, which Baucis' busy care Turn'd by a gentle fire and roasted rare.
— John Dryden fire
She knows her man, and when you rant and swear, Can draw you to her with a single hair.
— John Dryden man
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
— John Dryden soul
Thespis, the first professor of our art, At country wakes sung ballads from a cart.
— John Dryden art
Your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
— John Dryden ignorance
Burn daylight.
— John Dryden light
I am resolved to grow fat, and look young till forty.
— John Dryden you
But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
— John Dryden magic
For they conquer who believe they can.
— John Dryden believe
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
— John Dryden thoughts
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
— John Dryden life
Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
— John Dryden win
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
— John Dryden anger
Beware the fury of a patient man.
— John Dryden war
He who would search for pearls must dive below.
— John Dryden sea
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
— John Dryden mind
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
— John Dryden anger
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
— John Dryden
But love's a malady without a cure.
— John Dryden love
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
— John Dryden fear
It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.
— John Dryden self
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
— John Dryden happiness
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
— John Dryden love
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
— John Dryden soul
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
— John Dryden poetry
Love is love's reward.
— John Dryden love
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
— John Dryden man

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