John Dryden

For those whom God to ruin has designed
He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.

For those whom God to ruin has designed
He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.

She knows her man, and when you rant and swear,
Can draw you to her with a single hair.

She knows her man, and when you rant and swear,
Can draw you to her with a single hair.

Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.

Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.

He made all countries where he came his own.

He made all countries where he came his own.

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; every little absence is an age.

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; every little absence is an age.