What beck'ning ghost, along the moonlight shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Source: Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady, 1717
Contributed by: Zaady
True friendship's laws are by this rule expressed Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
Source: Translation of the Odyssey, 1725-1756
Truth needs not flowers of speech.
Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect.
Source: Moral Essays, 1720-1735, Epistle I, To Lord Cobham, 1734
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown, Thus unlamented let me die, Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie.
Source: Ode on Solitude, c. 1700
Ignobly vain, and impotently great.
Source: Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato, 1713
Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As to be hated needs but to be seen; Yet seen to oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Source: An Essay on Man. Epistle ii.
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart; To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each Seene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage.
Years following years steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away.
Who builds a church to God and not to fame, Will never mark the marble with his name.
Source: Moral Essays. Epistle iii. Line 285.
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