But loves a malady without a cure. – John Dryden
For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
But loves a malady without a cure. – John Dryden
For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
Pains of love be sweeter far than all the other pleasures are. – John Dryden