For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where. – John Dryden
For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where. – John Dryden
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit. – John Dryden
Pains of love be sweeter far than all the other pleasures are. – John Dryden