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Dichter, Literaturkritiker, Dramatiker, Vertreter des englischen Klassizismus, "Absalom and Achitophel", "Marriage à la mode", "The Hind and the Panther" (England, 1631 - 1700).

John Dryden · Geburtsdatum · Sterbedatum

John Dryden wäre heute 392 Jahre, 8 Monate, 22 Tage oder 143.441 Tage alt.

Geboren am 09.08.1631 in Aldwincle
Gestorben am 01.05.1700 in London
Sternzeichen: ♌ Löwe

• I strongly wish for what I faintly hope: Like the day-dreams of melancholy men, I think and think on things impossible, Yet love to wander in that golden maze.

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• If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, 'tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong: their judgement is a mere lottery.

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• In friendship false, implacable in hate: Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.

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• In pious times, ere priestcraft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin.

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• In squandering wealth was his peculiar art: Nothing went unrewarded, but desert. Beggared by fools, whom still he found too late: He had his jest, and they had his estate.

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• It is a madness to make Fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, but is ruled by Prudence.

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• Joy ruled the day, and Love the night.

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• Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown: He raised a mortal to the skies; She drew an angel down.

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• Look around the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.

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• Love is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.

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

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• Men are but children of a larger growth; Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.

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• Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.

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• Mute and magnificent, without a tear.

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• My love's a noble madness.

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• My manhood, long misled by wandering fires, Followed false lights; and when their glimpse was gone My pride struck out new sparkles of her own . . . Good life be now my task: my doubts are done; (What more could fright my faith than Three in One?).

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• Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.

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• None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.

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• Not Heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

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• Of seeming arms to make a short essay, Then hasten to be drunk, the business of the day.

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