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• Bacchus, ever fair and ever young. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 54
• He rais'd a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 169...
• And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 154...
• Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 160...
• For pity melts the mind to love. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 96
• Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 120
• With ravish'd ears The monarch hears; Assumes the god, Affects to nod, And seems to shake the spheres.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 37...
• Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er agai
  And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain....
• Wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- To the Memory of Mr. Oldham, Line 15...