Heav’n has no Rage like Love to Hatred turn’d,
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn’d.William Congreve (1670–1729) English dramatist
The Mourning Bride. III.8. [Zara] (1697)
Quotations by:
Congreve, William
Music has charms to soothe a savage breast,
To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.William Congreve (1670–1729) English dramatist
The Mourning Bride (1697)
Say what you will, ’tis better to be left than never to have been loved.
William Congreve (1670–1729) English dramatist
The Way of the World, Act 2, sc. 1 (1700)
See also Tennyson.