John Dryden on Mother's Day
1631–1700 England
19 quotes
Love taught him shame, and shame, with love at strife,
Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
Pains of love be sweeter far
Than all other pleasures are.
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie,
And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.
Love is a passion
Which kindles honor into noble acts.
For truth has such a face and such a mien
As to be loved needs only to be seen.
Love is lord of all, and is in all the same.
Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night.
T' abhor the makers, and their laws approve,
Is to hate traitors and the treason love.
Calms appear, when storms are past,
Love will have its hour at last.
For pity melts the mind to love.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years;
And every little absence is an age.
Nor love his peace of mind destroys,
Nor wicked avarice of wealth.
As thy strutting bags with money rise,
The love of gain is of an equal size.
Thus then my loved Euryalus appears;
He looks the prop of my declining years.
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: John Dryden (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.