None but the brave deserves the fair.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
-- Alexander's Feast, Line 15
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
-- Alexander's Feast, Line 15
Related:
- Bacchus, ever fair and ever young.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
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Alexander's Feast, Line... - He rais'd a mortal to the skies,
She drew an angel down.
John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line... - And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
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Alexander's Feast, Line... - Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line... - For pity melts the mind to love.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
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Alexander's Feast, Line... - Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
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Alexander's Feast, Line... - With ravish'd ears
The monarch hears;
Assumes the god,
Affects to nod, And seems to shake the spheres. -... - Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain;
Fought all his battles o'er again;
And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew... - Wit will shine
Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
John Dryden (1631-1700) -- To the Memory of Mr. Oldham...
