John Dryden Quotes:
Ocupation: Poet
Life: August 9, 1631 - May 12, 1700
Birthday: August 9
Death: May 12
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.
source: "Dramatik Works".
topic: Fear, Fate, Son, Death Nature, Sun Set
