77 Quotes by Edmund Waller

In other things the knowing artist may Judge better than the people; but a play, (Made for delight, and for no other use) If you approve it not, has no excuse.

Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.

My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move!

Lampoons, like squibs, may make a present blaze; but time and thunder pay respect to bays.

While we converse with her, we mark No want of day, nor think it dark.

Seeming devotion does but gild a knave, That's neither faithful, honest, just, nor brave; But where religion does with virtue join, It makes a hero like an angel shine.

The fear of God is freedom, joy, and peace; And makes all ills that vex us here to cease.

If its length be not considered a merit, it hath no other.

Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.