John Dryden Quotes About Fate

Quotes about: Fate

• Love is not in our choice but in our fate.

  John Dryden

  Love, Fate, Choices

  John Dryden (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of John Dryden (Illustrated)”, p.413, Delphi Classics

• Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate's: Souls know no conquerors.

  John Dryden

  Fate, Soul, Shields

  John Dryden (1717). “The Dramatick Works of John Dryden, Esq: Don Sebastian, king of Portugal. Amphitryon: or, The two Sosia's. Cleomenes, the Spartan heroe. King Arthur. Love triumphant”, p.37

• Of no distemper, of no blast he died,
  But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long:
  Even wonder'd at, because he dropp'd no sooner.
  Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years;
  Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more;
  Till like a clock worn out with eating time,
  The wheels of weary life at last stood still.

  John Dryden

  Life, Fate, Autumn

  "Oedipus: A Tragedy".

• All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.

  John Dryden

  Death, Fate, Decay

  'MacFlecknoe' (1682) l. 1

• The Fates but only spin the coarser clue; The finest of the wool is left for you.

  John Dryden

  Fate, Wool, Clue

  John Dryden (1808). “The works of John Dryden: now first collected in eighteen volumes. Illustrated with notes, historical, critical, and explanatory, and a life of the author”, p.296

• For those whom God to ruin has design'd, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.

  John Dryden

  Fate, Design, Mind

  John Dryden, John Mitford (1847). “The Works of John Dryden in Verse and Prose”, p.108

• The perverseness of my fate is such that he's not mine because he's mine too much.

  John Dryden

  Fate, Too Much, Mines

  John Dryden, Paul Hammond, David Hopkins (2007). “Dryden: Selected Poems”, p.746, Pearson Education

• When the Sun sets, shadows, that shew'd at Noon
  But small, appear most long and terrible;
  So, when we think Fate hovers o'er our Heads,
  Our apprehensions shoot beyond all bounds,
  Owls, Ravens, Crickets seem the watch of death,
  Nature's worst Vermine scare her God-like Sons.
  Ecchoes the very leavings of a Voice,
  Grow babling Ghosts, and call us to our Graves:
  Each Mole-hill thought swells to a huge Olympus,
  While we fantastick Dreamers heave and puff,
  And sweat with an Imagination's weight.

  John Dryden

  Fear, Fate, Son

  "Dramatik Works".

• Tis Fate that flings the dice, And as she flings Of kings makes peasants, And of peasants kings.

  John Dryden

  Kings, Fate, Dice

  Works Volume XV, 1821 Edition (p. 103)

• Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.

  John Dryden

  Fate, Wings, News

  John Dryden (1853). “The Poetical Works of John Dryden. With Illustrations by John Franklin”, p.156

• 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.

  John Dryden

  Rain, Fate, Past

  John Dryden (1808). “The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author”, p.349

• Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!

  John Dryden

  Fate, Joy, Sorrow

• An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.

  John Dryden

  Fate, Past, Sorrow

  John Dryden (1830). “Virgil: the Eclogues”, p.248

• What I have left is from my native spring; I've still a heart that swells, in scorn of fate, And lifts me to my banks.

  John Dryden

  Spring, Heart, Fate

  1678 All for Love, or The World Well Lost, act 3.

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