I am sore wounded but not slain
I will lay me down and bleed a while
And then rise up to fight again

John Dryden

Mots clés poetry perseverance

Aller à la citation

---

Welcome, thou kind deceiver!
Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key,
Dost open life, and, unperceived by us,
Even steal us from ourselves.

John Dryden

Mots clés poetry

Aller à la citation

---

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense,
But good men starve for want of impudence.

John Dryden

Mots clés boldness impudence knaves

Aller à la citation

---

For you may palm upon us new for old:
All, as they say, that glitters, is not gold.

John Dryden

Mots clés poetry

Aller à la citation

---

None are so busy as the fool and knave.

John Dryden

Mots clés humorous

Aller à la citation

---

Death in itself is nothing; but we fear.
To be we know not what, we know not where.

John Dryden

Mots clés fear death

Aller à la citation

---

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

John Dryden

Mots clés fear boldness mask

Aller à la citation

---

All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.

John Dryden

Mots clés fate decay monarchs

Aller à la citation

---

Where'e're I go, my Soul shall stay with thee:
'Tis but my Shadow I take away...

John Dryden

Mots clés love

Aller à la citation

---

The winds that never moderation knew,
Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew;
Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge
Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge.

John Dryden

Mots clés wind winds dryden astraea-redux

Aller à la citation

---

« ; premier précédent
Page 4 de 5.
suivant dernier » ;

---

---