Whate'er He Did Was Done With So Much Ease, In Him Alone 't Was Natural To Please.

So over violent, or over civil, That every man with him was God or Devil.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 557...
Who think too little, and who talk too much.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 534...
Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 868...
Behold him setting in his western skies, The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 268...
And heaven had wanted one immortal song.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 197...
Beware the fury of a patient man.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 1005...
His tribe were God Almighty's gentlemen.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 645...
Not only hating David, but the king.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 512...
Resolv'd to ruin or to rule the state.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 174...