John Dryden Quotes About Soul

Quotes about: Soul

• Imagining is in itself the very height and life of poetry, which, by a kind of enthusiasm or extraordinary emotion of the soul, makes it seem to us that we behold those things which the poet paints.

  John Dryden

  Imagination, Soul, Enthusiasm

  John Dryden (1968). “Saggi critici”

• Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.

  John Dryden

  Forgiveness, Soul, Forgiving

  John Dryden (1882). “Dramatic works”

• Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate's: Souls know no conquerors.

  John Dryden

  Fate, Soul, Shields

  John Dryden (1717). “The Dramatick Works of John Dryden, Esq: Don Sebastian, king of Portugal. Amphitryon: or, The two Sosia's. Cleomenes, the Spartan heroe. King Arthur. Love triumphant”, p.37

• Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.

  John Dryden

  Eye, Soul, Spiders

  John Dryden (2014). “Marriage A-La-Mode”, p.47, A&C Black

• He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. . . . He was naturally learn'd; he needed not the spectacles of books to read Nature; he looked inwards, and found her there. . . . He is many times flat, insipid; his comic wit degenerating in to clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great, when some occasion is presented to him.

  John Dryden

  Book, Men, Soul

  'An Essay of Dramatic Poesy' (1668) on Shakespeare

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

  John Dryden

  Soul, Desire, Rage

  John Dryden, C. B., Esquire Charles BATHURST (1852). “Selections from the poetry of Dryden, including his plays and translations. [The editor's preface signed: C. B., i.e. Charles Bathurst.]”, p.212

• A fiery soul, which working out its way,
  Fretted the pygmy-body to decay:
  And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.
  A daring pilot in extremity;
  Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high
  He sought the storms...

  John Dryden

  Work Out, Soul, Storm

  John Dryden, “Absalom And Achitophel”

• 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.

  John Dryden

  Sweet, War, Fighting

  John Dryden (1866). “Poetical Works: With a Memoir”, p.17

• Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

  John Dryden

  Jealousy, Soul, Jaundice

  John Dryden, Samuel Johnson (1822). “The Poems of John Dryden”

• Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.

  John Dryden

  War, Son, Soul

• That gloomy outside, like a rusty chest, contains the shoring treasure of a soul resolved and brave.

  John Dryden

  Brave, Soul, Treasure

• Want is a bitter and a hateful good,
  Because its virtues are not understood;
  Yet many things, impossible to thought,
  Have been by need to full perfection brought.
  The daring of the soul proceeds from thence,
  Sharpness of wit, and active diligence;
  Prudence at once, and fortitude it gives;
  And, if in patience taken, mends our lives.

  John Dryden

  Taken, Giving, Perfection

  John Dryden (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of John Dryden (Illustrated)”, p.504, Delphi Classics

• The province of the soul is large enough to fill up every cranny of your time, and leave you much to answer for if one wretch be damned by your neglect.

  John Dryden

  Soul, Answers, Enough

  John Dryden (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of John Dryden (Illustrated)”, p.3608, Delphi Classics

• Repartee is the soul of conversation.

  John Dryden

  Soul, Conversation, Repartee

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

  John Dryden

  Peace, Party, Home

  John Dryden, Paul Hammond, David Hopkins (2007). “Dryden: Selected Poems”, p.31, Pearson Education

• Death only this mysterious truth unfolds,
  The mighty soul how small a body holds.

  John Dryden

  Death, Soul, Body

  John Dryden, Keith Walker (2003). “The Major Works”, p.366, Oxford University Press, USA

• Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

  John Dryden

  Soul, Rags, Arms

  John Dryden, John Mitford (1847). “The Works of John Dryden in Verse and Prose”, p.189

• Possess your soul with patience.

  John Dryden

  Patience, Soul, Your Soul

  John Dryden, Samuel Johnson (1822). “The Poems of John Dryden”

• While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.

  John Dryden

  Lying, Grief, Eye

  John Dryden (1701). “The Comedies, Tragedies, and Operas....: Now First Collected Together, and Corrected from the Roginals”, p.86

• Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.

  John Dryden

  Soul, Able, Too Much

  John Dryden, Paul Hammond, David Hopkins (2007). “Dryden: Selected Poems”, p.261, Pearson Education

• I have a soul that like an ample shield Can take in all, and verge enough for more.

  John Dryden

  Soul, Shields, Enough

  John Dryden (1759). “Don Sebastian, King of Portugal, etc”, p.14

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