John Dryden

All who (like him) have writ ill plays before,
For they, like thieves, condemned, are hangman made,
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All who (like him) have writ ill plays before,
For they, like thieves, condemned, are hangman made,
To execute the members of their trade.

But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.

But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.

Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.

Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.

Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
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Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch.

And all at Worcester but the honour lost.

And all at Worcester but the honour lost.