John Dryden

At home the hateful names of parties cease,
And factious souls are wearied into peace.

At home the hateful names of parties cease,
And factious souls are wearied into peace.

To take up half on trust, and half to try,
Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.

To take up half on trust, and half to try,
Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.

Beware the fury of a patient man. -John Dryden.

Beware the fury of a patient man. -John Dryden.

Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.

Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.

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.