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Alexander Pope
I was not...
I was not born for courts and great affairs,
but I pay my debts, believe and say my...
Know then this...
Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.
I am His...
I am His Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me sir, whose dog are you?
Source: On...
Let sinful bachelors...
Let sinful bachelors their woes deplore;
Full well they merit all they feel, and more:
Unaw'd by precepts, human...
Do good by...
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Source: Epilogue to the Satires,...
If, presume not...
If, presume not to God to scan;
The proper study of Mankind is Man.
Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle...
Line after line...
Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow,
Led through a sad variety of woe.
Is there a...
Is there a parson, much bemused in beer,
A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer,
A clerk foredoomed his father's soul...
Let standard-authors, thus,...
Let standard-authors, thus, like trophies borne,
Appear more glorious as more hacked and...
Fame can never...
Fame can never make us lie down contentedly on a deathbed.
Source: letter to...
In quibbles angel...
In quibbles angel and archangel join,
And God the Father turns a school divine.
Lulled in the...
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in,...
Like following life...
Like following life through creatures you dissect,
You lose it in the moment you...
Lo! thy dread...
Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restor'd;
Light dies before thy uncreating word:
Thy hand, great Anarch! lets...
Fired that the...
Fired that the house reject him, `'Sdeath I'll print it,
And shame the fools.'
In wit a...
In wit a man; simplicity a child.
Source: Epitaph on Mr. Gay.
-- Alexander Pope,...
Men dream of...
Men dream of courtship, but in wedlock wake.
Source: In
Many people are...
Many people are capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous...
Never elated when...
Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.
Fondly we think...
Fondly we think we honour merit then,
When we but praise ourselves in other men.