John Dryden on Poetry about love
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βFool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.β
βLove taught him shame, and shame with love at strife Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.β
βHow happy the lover, How easy his chain, How pleasing his pain, How sweet to discover He sighs not in vain.β
βMy heart's so full of joy, That I shall do some wild extravagance Of love in public, and the foolish world, Which knows not tenderness, will think me mad.β