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John Dryden. (1631–1700) (continued)

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For pity melts the mind to love. 1

Alexander’s Feast. Line 96.

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    Softly sweet, in Lydian measures,
Soon he sooth’d his soul to pleasures.
War, he sung, is toil and trouble;
Honour but an empty bubble;
  Never ending, still beginning,
Fighting still, and still destroying.
  If all the world be worth the winning,
Think, oh think it worth enjoying:
  Lovely Thais sits beside thee,
  Take the good the gods provide thee.

Alexander’s Feast. Line 97.

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Sigh’d and look’d, and sigh’d again.

Alexander’s Feast. Line 120.

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And, like another Helen, fir’d another Troy.

Alexander’s Feast. Line 154.

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Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.

Alexander’s Feast. Line 160.

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He rais’d a mortal to the skies,
She drew an angel down.

Alexander’s Feast. Line 169.

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A very merry, dancing, drinking,
Laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time.

The Secular Masque. Line 40.

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Fool, not to know that love endures no tie,
And Jove but laughs at lovers’ perjury. 2

Palamon and Arcite. Book ii. Line 758.

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For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

The Cock and the Fox. Line 452.

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And that one hunting, which the Devil design’d
For one fair female, lost him half the kind.

Theodore and Honoria. Line 227.

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Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet.

Cymon and Iphigenia. Line 1.

Note 1.
See Beaumont and Fletcher, Quotation 24. [back]

Note 2.
This proverb Dryden repeats in Amphitryon, act i. sc. 2.

See Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Quotation 25. [back]

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