John Dryden

We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
And, therefore, read more

We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
And, therefore, I, that was an actress here,
Play all my tricks in hell, a goblin there.

Behold him setting in his western skies,
The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.

Behold him setting in his western skies,
The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.

Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain:
Fought all his battles o'er again;
And thrice he read more

Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain:
Fought all his battles o'er again;
And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.

Forgiveness to the injured does belong,
But they ne'er pardon who have done the wrong.

Forgiveness to the injured does belong,
But they ne'er pardon who have done the wrong.

And plenty makes us poor.

And plenty makes us poor.