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.
Die of a rose in aromatic pain.
Source: Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 200.
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.
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