Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Contributed by: Zaady
By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed, By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned, By strangers honored, and by strangers mourned!
Source: Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, 1717
Some praise at morning what they blame at night, But always think the last opinion right.
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 1711, 1. 230
Honor and shame from no condition rise; Act well your part, there all the honor lies.
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Source: The Rape of the Lock, 1712
Behold the child, by nature's kindly law, pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
Coffee, which makes the politician wise, And see through all things with his half-shut eyes.
Source: The Rape of the Lock. Canto iii. Line 117.
Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh quit, this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying!
Source: The Dying Christian to His Soul, 1712, st. 1
Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 77.
An atheist is but a mad, ridiculous derider of piety, but a hypocrite makes a sober jest of God and religion; he finds it easier to be upon his knees than to rise to a good action.
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