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Alexander Pope
Let me tell...
Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction:...
One thought of...
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight,
Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my...
Nor fame I...
Nor fame I slight, nor for her favours call;
She comes unlooked for, if she comes at...
Now night descending,...
Now night descending, the proud scene was o'er,
But lived in Settle's numbers one day...
How happy is...
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Lo, the poor...
Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind
Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind;
His soul proud science...
Our passions are...
Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever...
O happiness! our...
O happiness! our being's end and aim!
Good, pleasure, ease, content! whate'er thy name:
That something still...
On wrongs swift...
On wrongs swift vengeance waits.
Source: In
How often are...
How often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best...
Men must be...
Men must be taught as if you taught them not,
And things unknown proposed as things...
Passions are the...
Passions are the gales of life.
Source: In
On her white...
On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore,
Which Jews might kiss, and infidels...
One would not,...
One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead -
And, Betty, give this cheek a little...
How shall I...
How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense,
And love th'offender, yet detest...
On life's vast...
On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.
Religion blushing veils...
Religion blushing veils her sacred fires,
And unawares morality expires.
Nor public flame, nor private, dares to...
One science only...
One science only will one genius fit;
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
Pride, the never...
Pride, the never failing vice of fools.
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 204
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I find myself....
I find myself. . . hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but...