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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. On Mrs. Margaret Paston, of Barningham, in Norfolk
  2. A Song (High State and Honours to others impart)
  3. On the Monument of the Marquis of Winchester
  4. Epitaph on a Nephew in Catworth Church, Huntingdonshire
  5. Epitaph On Sir Palmes Fairborne's Tomb In Westminster Abbey


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