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Alexander Pope
The greatest magnifying...
The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own...
The worst of...
The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
Source: Imitations of Horace, bk. 1,...
They dream in...
They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
Source: In Webster's Electronic...
The right divine...
The right divine of kings to govern wrong.
Source: The Dunciad, IV
-- Alexander...
Praise undeserved, is...
Praise undeserved, is satire in disguise.
Source: In
The spider's touch,...
The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the...
There St John...
There St John mingles with my friendly bowl
The feast of reason and the flow of soul.
Tis with our...
Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
The vanity of...
The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming...
Satan is wiser...
Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.
Source:...
Then unbelieving priests...
Then unbelieving priests reformed the nation,
And taught more pleasant methods of...
They shift the...
They shift the moving toyshop of their heart.
Source: The Rape of the Lock, I....
True ease in...
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,
As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
'Tis not...
The vulgar boil,...
The vulgar boil, the learned roast an egg.
Source: Satires and Epistles of Horace...
Satire's my weapon,...
Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet.
This long disease,...
This long disease, my life.
Source: Epistle to Dr Arbuthnot, 132
-- Alexander...
To be angry...
To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.
Source: In
True wit is...
True wit is nature to advantage dressed,
What oft was thought, but ne'er so well...
There goes a...
There goes a saying, and 'twas shrewdly said,
Old fish at table, but young flesh in...
See how the...
See how the world its veterans rewards!
A youth of frolics, an old age of cards.