A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state.
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Source: Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato, 1713
Contributed by: Zaady
Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
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.
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.
Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 1711, 1. 135
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
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