“Similes are like songs of love: They much describe they nothing prove.”
Matthew Prior“The end must justify the means.”
Matthew Prior“And hope is but a dream of those that wake.”
Matthew Prior“Fantastic tyrant of the amorous heart. How hard thy yoke, how cruel thy dart. Those escape your anger who refuse your sway, and those are punished most, who most obey.”
Matthew Prior“Hope is but the dream of those who wake.”
Matthew Prior“Similes are like songs of love: They much describe they nothing prove.”
Matthew Prior“They never taste who always drink They always talk who never think.”
Matthew Prior“He's half absolv'd Who has confess'd.”
Matthew Prior“Hope is but the dream of those that wake.”
Matthew Prior“Who breathes must suffer, and who thinks must mourn; And he alone is bless'd who ne'er was born.”
Matthew Prior