|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|AUTHOR:||John Dryden (16311700)|
|QUOTATION:||Softly sweet, in Lydian measures,|
Soon he soothd his soul to pleasures.
War, he sung, is toil and trouble;
Honour but an empty bubble;
Never ending, still beginning,
Fighting still, and still destroying.
If all the world be worth the winning,
Think, oh think it worth enjoying:
Lovely Thais sits beside thee,
Take the good the gods provide thee.
|ATTRIBUTION:||Alexanders Feast. Line 97.|