Matthew Prior Quotes

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

He's half absolv'd Who has confess'd.

Matthew Prior

Hope is but the dream of those that wake.

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Who breathes must suffer, and who thinks must mourn; And he alone is bless'd who ne'er was born.

Matthew Prior