Dryden, John, 1631-1700; English literature -- Early modern, 1500-1700 -- History and criticism
'So that by religion I mean, such a sense of divine truth as
enters into a man, and becomes a spring of a new nature within
him; reforming his thoughts and designs, purifying his heart,
and sanctifying him, and governing his whole deportment, his
words as well as his actions; convincing him that it is not
enough, not to be scandalously vicious, or to be innocent in
his conversation, but that he must be entirely, uniformly, and
constantly, pure and virtuous, animating him with a zeal to be
still better and better, more eminently good and exemplary,
using prayers and all outward devotions, as solemn acts
testifying what he is inwardly and at heart, and as methods
instituted by God, to be still advancing in the use of them
further and further into a more refined and spiritual sense of
divine matters. This is true religion, which is the perfection
of human nature, and the joy and delight of every one that
feels it active and strong within him: it is true, this is not
arrived at all at once; and it will have an unhappy alloy,
hanging long even about a good man; but, as those ill mixtures
are the perpetual grief of his soul, so it is his chief care to
watch over and to mortify them; he will be in a continual
progress, still gaining ground upon himself; and as he attains
to a good degree of purity, he will find a noble flame of life
and joy growing upon him. Of this I write with the more concern
and emotion, because I have felt this the true, and indeed the
only joy which runs through a man's heart and life: it is that
which has been for many years my greatest support; I rejoice
daily in it: I feel from it the earnest of that supreme joy
which I pant and long for; I am sure there is nothing else can
afford any true or complete happiness. I have, considering my
sphere, seen a great deal of all that is most shining and
tempting in this world: the pleasures of sense I did soon
nauseate; intrigues of state, and the conduct of affairs, have
something in them that is most specious; and I was for some
years, deeply immersed in these, but still with hopes of
reforming the world, and of making mankind wiser and better:
but I have found that which is crooked cannot be made straight.
I acquainted myself with knowledge and learning, and that in a
great variety, and with more compass than depth: but though
wisdom excelleth folly as much as light does darkness, yet as
it is a sore travail, so it is so very defective, that what is
wanting to complete it cannot be numbered. I have seen that two
were better than one, and that a threefold cord is not easily
loosed; and have therefore cultivated friendship with much zeal
and a disinterested tenderness; but I have found this was also
vanity and vexation of spirit, though it be of the best and
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