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John Dryden (Джон Драйден)


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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. 



John Dryden's other poems:
  1. To John Hoddesdon, on his Divine Epigrams
  2. Upon Young Mr. Rogers, of Gloucestershire
  3. The Tears of Amynta for the Death of Damon
  4. Epitaph on a Nephew in Catworth Church, Huntingdonshire
  5. On Mrs. Margaret Paston, of Barningham, in Norfolk


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