"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...

While pensive poets painful vigils keep,Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.
~ Alexander Pope ~












While pensive poets painful vigils keep,Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.
More Alexander Pope quotes
"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!
"Some who grow dull religious straight commenceAnd gain in morals what they lose in sense.
"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...
"Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;Thus unlamented let me die;Steal from the world, and not a stoneTell where I lie.
"Poetic justice, with her lifted scale,Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs,And solid pudding against empty praise. Here she beholds the ...
"Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll,In pleasing memory of all he stole.
"Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
"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...