Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare, And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Source: The Rape of the Lock. Canto ii. Line 27.
Contributed by: Zaady
'Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part i. Line 45.
Some are bewildered in the maze of schools, And some made coxcombs nature meant but fools.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part i Line 26.
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.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
When men grow virtuous in their old age, they only make a sacrifice to God of the devil's leavings.
Source: Thoughts on Various Subjects
Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes; The glorious fault of Angels and of Gods.
Source: Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, 1717
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 1.
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