John Dryden ( 10 of 157 )
A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.
A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.
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.
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.
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?
Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more
complex. . . . It takes a touch of genius--and read more
Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more
complex. . . . It takes a touch of genius--and a lot of courage
to move in the opposite direction.
Love taught him shame; and shame, with love at strife,
Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
Love taught him shame; and shame, with love at strife,
Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
Creator Venus, genial power of love,
The bliss of men below, and gods above!
Beneath the sliding read more
Creator Venus, genial power of love,
The bliss of men below, and gods above!
Beneath the sliding sun thou runn'st thy race,
Dost fairest shine, and best become thy place;
For thee the winds their eastern blasts forbear,
Thy mouth reveals the spring, and opens all the year;
Thee, goddess, thee, the storms of winter fly,
Earth smiles with flowers renewing, laughs the sky.
God has endowed man with inalienable rights, among which are
self-government, reason, and conscience. Man is properly
self-governed read more
God has endowed man with inalienable rights, among which are
self-government, reason, and conscience. Man is properly
self-governed only when he is guided rightly and governed by his
Maker, divine Truth and Love.
Swear, food, or starve; for the dilemma's even;
A tradesman thou! and hope to go to heaven?
Swear, food, or starve; for the dilemma's even;
A tradesman thou! and hope to go to heaven?
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.
