Quotes About John Dryden

For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.

Nature meant me A wife, a silly, harmless, household dove, Fond without art, and kind without deceit.

Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.

And that one hunting, which the Devil design'd For one fair female, lost him half the kind.

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.

His tribe were God Almighty's gentlemen.

Beauty is nothing else but a just accord and mutual harmony of the members, animated by a healthful constitution.

But dying is a pleasure / When living is a pain.

Tremble ye Nations who secure before,   115 Laught at those Arms that' gainst our selves we bore;

And that the Scriptures, though not everywhere Free from corruption, or entire, or clear, Are uncorrupt, sufficient, clear, entire In all things which our needful faith require.