Let such teach others who themselves excel And censure freely who have written well.
Alexander Pope (1688 - 1744)
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 1711
Contributed by: Zaady
Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
Source: Moral Essays, 1720-1735, Epistle II, To Mrs. M. Blount, 1735
What woeful stuff this madrigal would be, In some starved hackney sonneteer, or me! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens! how the style refines!
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 1711, 1. 218
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.
Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown propos'd as things forgot.
Source: Essay on Criticism. Part iii. Line 15.
With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought.
Source: Moral Essays. Epistle ii. Line 97. [excerpt]
Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Source: An Essay on Criticism, 1711, 1. 156
Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
Source: Eloisa to Abelard, 1717
Let spades be trumps! she said, and trumps they were.
Source: The Rape of the Lock, 1712
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