John Dryden

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

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

Long stood the noble youth oppress'd with awe,
And stupid at the wondrous things he saw,
Surpassing read more

Long stood the noble youth oppress'd with awe,
And stupid at the wondrous things he saw,
Surpassing common faith, transgressing nature's law.

Whatever is, is in its causes just.

Whatever is, is in its causes just.

What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their read more

What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?

For they conquer who believe they can.

For they conquer who believe they can.