John Dryden ( 10 of 157 )
Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.
Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
Be nice to people on your way up because you might meet 'em on
your way down.
Be nice to people on your way up because you might meet 'em on
your way down.
When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they read more
When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.
Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes;
When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes;
When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity,
and I'm not sure about the former.
Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity,
and I'm not sure about the former.
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,
And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,
And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
When Misfortune is asleep, let no one wake her.
[Lat., Quando la mala ventura se duerme, nadie la despierte.]
When Misfortune is asleep, let no one wake her.
[Lat., Quando la mala ventura se duerme, nadie la despierte.]
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.
