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.
More Quotes by Matthew Prior
Cured yesterday of my disease, I died last night of my physician.
They talk most who have the least to say.
And 'tis remarkable that they talk most who have the least to say.
Who walks the fastest, but walks astray, is only furthest from his way.
Hope is but the dream of those who wake.
They never taste who always drink: They always talk, who never think.