John Dryden on Poetry about love

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β€œLove is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.”
β€œPains of love be sweeter far Than all other pleasures are.”
β€œPains of love be sweeter far Than all other pleasures are.”
β€œFool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.”
β€œLove taught him shame, and shame with love at strife Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.”
β€œHow happy the lover, How easy his chain, How pleasing his pain, How sweet to discover He sighs not in vain.”
β€œMy 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€œGive, you gods, Give to your boy, your CΓ¦sar, The rattle of a globe to play withal, This gewgaw world, and put him cheaply off; I'll not be pleased with less than Cleopatra.”