Better to hunt in fields for health unbought
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.
The wise for cure on exercise depend;
God never made his work for man to mend.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
-- Epistle to John Dryden of Chesterton, Line 92
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.
The wise for cure on exercise depend;
God never made his work for man to mend.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
-- Epistle to John Dryden of Chesterton, Line 92
Related:
- His tribe were God Almighty's gentlemen.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 645... - Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
-- Elegy on Mrs.
Killegrew, Line 70... - Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Epistle to Congreve, Line 19... - 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... - Never was a patriot yet, but was a fool. -- John Dryden (1631-1700)
- Be kind to my remains; and oh defend,
Against your judgment, your departed friend!
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Epistle to Congreve, Line 72... - But Shadwell never deviates into sense. -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Mac Flecknoe, Line 20
- Beware the fury of a patient man.
-- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel, Part i, Line 1005... - 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...
