Alexander Pope Quotes
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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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Such were the notes thy once lov'd poet sung, Till death untimely stopp'd his tuneful tongue.
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Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But as the world, harmoniously confus'd, Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
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Sir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane.
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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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The garlands fade, the vows are worn away; So dies her love, and so my hopes decay.
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Some old men, by continually praising the time of their youth, would almost persuade us that there were no fools in those days; but unluckily they are left themselves for examples.
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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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Ignobly vain, and impotently great.
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Absent or dead, still let a friend be dear.
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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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They shift the moving toyshop of their heart.
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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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Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away!
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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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From old Belerium to the northern main.
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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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If I am right, Thy grace import Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way!
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On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore.
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And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances and the public show.
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Party is the madness of many, for the gain of a few.
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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.
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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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Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing shake, And sleepless lovers, just at twelve, awake.