Alexander Pope Quotes
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Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.
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Coffee, which makes the politician wise, And see through all things with his half-shut eyes.
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The world recedes; it disappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O grave! where is thy victory? O death! where is thy sting?
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To be angry, is to revenge the fault of others upon ourselves.
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On all the line a sudden vengeance waits, And frequent hearses shall besiege your gates.
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Unblemish'd let me live, or die unknown; O grant an honest fame, or grant me none!
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Well, if our author in the wife offendsHe has a husband that will make amends;He draws him gentle, tender, and forgiving,And sure such kind good creatures may be living.
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Dear, damned, distracting town, farewell! Thy fools no more I'll tease: This year in peace, ye critics, dwell, Ye harlots, sleep at ease!
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So unaffected, so compos'd a mind; So firm, yet soft; so strong, yet so retin'd; Heav'n, as its purest gold, by tortures try'd; The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died.
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They shift the moving toyshop of their heart.
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A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd, like one who is too curious in observing the labour of the bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.
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The garlands fade, the vows are worn away; So dies her love, and so my hopes decay.
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Party is the madness of many, for the gain of a few.
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Absent or dead, still let a friend be dear.
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Who ne'er knew joy but friendship might divide, Or gave his father grief but when he died.
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I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian.
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Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well? To bear too tender, or too firm a heart, To act a lover's or a Roman's part? Is there no bright reversion in the sky, For those who greatly think, or bravely die?
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The stoic husband was the glorious thing.The man had courage, was a sage, 'tis true,And lov'd his country.
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Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away!
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Nothing can be more shocking and horrid than one of our kitchens sprinkled with blood, and abounding with the cries of expiring victims, or with the limbs of dead animals scattered or hung up here and there. It gives one the image of a giant's den in a romance, bestrewed with scattered heads and mangled limbs.
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Ignobly vain, and impotently great.
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There, take (says Justice), take ye each a shell: We thrive at Westminster on fools like you; 'T was a fat oyster,-live in peace,-adieu.
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On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore.
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The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, forever, and forever! Then flashed the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies.