Zitate von John Dryden
Ein bekanntes Zitat von John Dryden:
Doch weitaus zahlreicher war die Herde derer, die zu wenig denken und zu viel reden.
Informationen über John Dryden
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 393 Jahre, 7 Monate, 25 Tage oder 143.778 Tage alt.
Geboren am 09.08.1631 in Aldwincle
Gestorben am 01.05.1700 in London
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Weitere 181 Zitate von John Dryden
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Genius must be born, and never can be taught.
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Give, you gods, Give to your boy, your Caesar, The rattle of a globe to play withal, This gewgaw world, and put him cheaply off: I'll not be pleased with less than Cleopatra.
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Good sense and good nature are never separated; and good nature is the product of right reason.
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Great wits are sure to madness near allied And thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own: He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived to-day.
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Happy, happy, happy, pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair.
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He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets, is only victory in him.
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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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He wants worth who dares not praise a foe.
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He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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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 into clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great.
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His colours laid so thick on every place, As only showed the paint, but hid the face.
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Honor is but an empty bubble.
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How can finite grasp infinity.
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How easy 'tis, when destiny proves kind, with full-spread sails to run before the wind!
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How easy it is to call rogue and villain, and that wittily! But how hard to make a man appear a fool, a blockhead, or a knave, without using any of those opprobrious terms! To spare the grossness of the names, and to do the thing yet more severely, is to draw a full face, and to make the nose and cheeks stand out, and yet not to employ any depth of shadowing.
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I am as free as nature first made man, ere the base laws of servitude began, when wild in woods the noble savage ran.
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I am resolved to grow fat and look young till forty, and then slip out of the world with the first wrinkle and the reputation of five-and-twenty.
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I am to be married within these three days; married past redemption.
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I can enjoy her while she's kind; But when she dances in the wind, And shakes the wings, and will not stay, I puff the prostitute away.