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• Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Elegy on Mrs.
  Killegrew, Line 70...
• None but the brave deserves the fair. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 15
• Since heaven's eternal year is thine. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Elegy on Mrs.
  Killegrew, Line 15...
• Made still a blund'ring kind of melody; Spurr'd boldly on, and dashed through thick and thin, Through sense and nonsense, never out nor in.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part ii, Line 413...
• Bacchus, ever fair and ever young. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 54
• For pity melts the mind to love. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 96
• He rais'd a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Alexander's Feast, Line 169...
• Of seeming arms to make a short essay, Then hasten to be drunk,--the business of the day.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Cymon and Iphigenia, Line 407...
• She hugg'd the offender, and forgave the offence: Sex to the last.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Cymon and Iphigenia, Line 367...