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John Dryden (Джон Драйден)


Mankind


Men are but children of a larger growth;
Our appetites are apt to change as theirs,
And full as craving too, and full as vain;
And yet the soul, shut up in her dark room,
Viewing so clear abroad, at home sees nothing;
But, like a mole in earth, busy and blind,
Works all her folly up, and casts it outward
To the world's open view. 



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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