718 Quotes by John Dryden

A mob is the scum that rises up most when the nation boils.

Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she's at peace, and so am I.

All human things are subject to decay, / And, when fate summons, monarchs must obey.

I felt the while a pleasing kind of smart; the kiss went tingling to my panting heart. When it was gone, the sense of it did stay; the sweetness cling'd upon my lips all day, like drops of honey, loth to fall away.

Fortune confounds the wise, And when they least expect it turns the dice.

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years and every little absence is an age.

Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes.

Content is wealth, the riches of the mind; / And happy he who can that treasure find.

Swift and resistless through the land he pass'd / Like that bold Greek who did the east subdue, / And made to battles such heroic haste / As if on wings of victory he flew.