"The Wit of Cheats, the Courage of a Whore,Are what ten thousand envy and adore:All, all look up, with reverential Awe,At crimes that 'scape, or triump...

Some who grow dull religious straight commenceAnd gain in morals what they lose in sense.
~ Alexander Pope ~












Some who grow dull religious straight commenceAnd gain in morals what they lose in sense.

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"To wake the soul by tender strokes of art,To raise the genius, and to mend the heart
"The pride of aiming at more knowledge, and pretending to more perfection, is the cause of Man's error and misery.
"Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to seeMen not afraid of God afraid of me.
"Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state; From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: ...
"Know thyself, presume not God to scan;The proper study of mankind is man.
"Oh let me live my own! and die so too! ("To live and die is all I have to do:") Maintain a poet's dignity and ease, And see what friends, and read wha...
"A little learning is a dangerous thing.Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring;There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,and drinking largely so...
"True Wit is Nature to advantage dress'dWhat oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd;Something whose truth convinced at sight we find,That gives u...
"Music resembles poetry, in eachAre nameless graces which no methods teach,And which a master hand alone can reach.
"Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a li...
"Know then thyself, presume not God to scan,The proper study of mankind is Man.Placed on this isthmus of a middle state,A being darkly wise and rudely ...
"In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies;All quit their sphere and rush into the skies.Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be ang...
"Remembrance and reflection how allied!What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide!
"Wise wretch! with pleasures too refined to please,With too much spirit to be e'er at ease,With too much quickness ever to be taught,With too much thin...