Wentworth Dillon, 4th Earl of Roscommon

Wentworth Dillon, 4th Earl of Roscommon (c. 1633 – 18 January 1685), English poet, was born in Ireland about 1630. He was a nephew of Thomas Wentworth, Earl of Strafford, and was educated partly under a tutor at his uncle's seat in Yorkshire, partly at Caen in Normandy and partly at Rome.

Quotes

 * My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me at my end.
 * ''Translation of Dies Iræ.

Essay on Translated Verse (1684)

 * Remember Milo's end, Wedged in that timber which he strove to rend.
 * Line 87.

And choose an author as you choose a friend; United by this sympathetic bond, You grow familiar, intimate and fond; Your thoughts, your words, your styles, your souls agree, No longer his interpreter, but he.
 * Then, seek a poet who your way does bend,
 * Line 95.


 * Immodest words admit of no defence, For want of decency is want of sense.
 * Line 113.

Kindle my breast with thy celestial flame; Sublime ideas and apt words infuse, The Muse instruct my voice, and thou inspire the Muse!
 * Hail mighty Maro! may that sacred name
 * Line 173.

There sweat, there strain, tug the laborious oar; Search every comment that your care can find, Some here, some there, may hit the poet's mind.
 * Take pains the genuine meaning to explore,
 * Line 179.


 * The multitude is always in the wrong.
 * Line 184.