To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite, Who never mentions hell to ears polite.
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Source: Moral Essays. Epistle iv. Line 149.
Contributed by: Zaady
Together let us beat this ample field, Try what the open, what the covert yield.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 9.
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 261.
Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, Content to dwell in decencies forever.
Source: Moral Essays. Epistle ii. Line 163.
Virtuous and vicious every man must be,- Few in the extreme, but all in the degree.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle ii. Line 231.
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 271.
What can ennoble sots or slaves or cowards? Alas! not all the blood of all the Howards.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 215.
T'is education forms the common mind: Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.
The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head.
Say first, of God above or man below, What can we reason but from what we know?
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 17.
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