Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Contributed by: Zaady
The same ambition can destroy or save, And makes a patriot as it makes a knave.
Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style, Amaze th' unlearn'd and make the learned smile.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part ii. Line 126.
A little learning is a dang'rous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part ii. Line 15.
Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.
But where's the man who counsel can bestow, Still pleased to teach, and yet not proud to know?
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 1711, 1. 72
Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or offend, Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 1711, 1. 182
The bookful blockhead ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears. All books he reads, and all he reads assails.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part i. Line 53.
Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 99.
Fix'd like a plan on his peculiar spot, To draw nutrition, propagate, and rot.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle ii. Line 63.
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