John Dryden

[John Henry Dryden] (1631 - 1700 / England)

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  • The real boi (11/5/2018 11:31:00 AM)

    These poems are down to earth and make me wet

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  • sexy monster (11/5/2018 11:31:00 AM)

    this poem is really really cute

  • Rajkumari (10/5/2018 10:35:00 AM)

    Beautiful

  • Shaheeda (5/27/2018 7:41:00 PM)

    Listen the poem

  • Rajkumar (3/7/2018 10:05:00 AM)

    Very useful

  • JoyCe Earl (1/21/2018 9:25:00 PM)

    BeAUtIfUl *********************************************************************************************************************

  • Alem Hailu G/kristos Alem Hailu G/kristos (8/9/2016 9:36:00 AM)

    My ravish'd eyes behold such charms about her,
    I can die with her, but not live without her:
    One tender Sigh of hers to see me languish,

    what lines!

Best Poem of John Dryden

Happy The Man

Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

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Marriage A-La-Mode

Why should a foolish marriage vow,
Which long ago was made,
Oblige us to each other now
When passion is decay'd?
We lov'd, and we lov'd, as long as we could,
Till our love was lov'd out in us both:
But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure is fled:
'Twas pleasure first made it an oath.

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