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Alexander Pope
Coffee, which makes...
Coffee, which makes the politician wise,
And see through all things with his half-shut...
Dear damned distracting...
Dear damned distracting town.
Source: A Farewell to London.
-- Alexander Pope,...
Created half to...
Created half to rise, and half to fall;
Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all;
Sole judge of truth, in...
Fine by defect...
Fine by defect and delicately weak.
Source: Moral Essays, Epistle II. 43
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At ev'ry word...
At ev'ry word a reputation dies.
Source: The Rape of the Lock, cto. 3.
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Die and endow...
Die and endow a college or a cat.
Source: In
For fools admire,...
For fools admire, but men of sense approve.
Source: An Essay on Criticism,...
Curse on all...
Curse on all laws, but those that love has made.
Source: In
Fix'd like a...
Fix'd like a plan on his peculiar spot,
To draw nutrition, propagate, and rot.
At every trifle...
At every trifle take offense, that always shows great pride or little sense.
Education forms the...
Education forms the common mind.
Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.
For virtue's self...
For virtue's self may too much zeal be had; the worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
Ev'n copious Dryden...
Ev'n copious Dryden wanted, or forgot,
The last and greatest art, the art to blot.
Formed by thy...
Formed by thy converse happily to steer
From grave to gay, from lively to severe.
But Satan now...
But Satan now is wiser than of yore,
And tempts by making rich, not making poor.
Eternal smiles his...
Eternal smiles his emptiness betray,
As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Grant but as...
Grant but as many sorts of mind as moss.
Source: Moral Essays, Epistle I. 18
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Fair tresses man's...
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare,
And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Good God! how...
Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and...
By foreign hands...
By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed,
By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed,
By foreign hands thy...