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.
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.
Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 139.
So perish all who do the like again.
Source: Translation of the Odyssey, 1725-1756
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