John Dryden

And all at Worcester but the honour lost.

And all at Worcester but the honour lost.

Ill habits gather by unseen degrees,As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

Ill habits gather by unseen degrees,As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

She hugged the offender, and forgave the offense,
Sex to the last.

She hugged the offender, and forgave the offense,
Sex to the last.

Murder may pass unpunish'd for a time,
But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime.

Murder may pass unpunish'd for a time,
But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime.

Trust on and think To-morrow will repay;
To-morrow's falser than the former day;
Lies worse; and while read more

Trust on and think To-morrow will repay;
To-morrow's falser than the former day;
Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest
With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.