John Dryden (August 9, 1631 May 12, 1700) was an influential English poet, literary critic, and playwright.
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear, To be we know not what, we know not where.
I am resolved to grow fat, and look young till forty, and then slip out of the world, with the first wrinkle, and the reputation of five-and-twenty.
Why should a foolish marriage vow Which long ago was made, Oblige us to each other now When passion is decayed?
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