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Your love by ours we measure Till we have lost our treasure, But dying is a pleasure, When living is a pain.
By John Dryden
Like pilgrims to th' appointed place we tend; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.
By John Dryden
Like pilgrims to th'appointed place we tend; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.
By John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is, with thoughts of what may be.
By John Dryden
Time is the most valuable coin in your life. You and you alone will determine how that coin will be spent. Be careful that you don't let other people spend it for you.
By John Dryden
He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
By John Dryden
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
By John Dryden
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.
By John Dryden
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!
By John Dryden
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey; This Flecknoe found, who like Augustus young Was call'd to empire, and had govern'd long: In prose and verse, was own'd, without dispute Through all the realms of nonsense, absolute.
By John Dryden
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.
By John Dryden
Since every 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.
By John Dryden
We lov'd, and we lov'd as long as we could Til our love was lov'd out in us both; But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure has fled: 'Twas pleasure that made it an oath.
By John Dryden