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Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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More quotes by Alexander Pope
Who combats bravely is not therefore brave, He dreads a death-bed like the meanest slave: Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise,- His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.
Alexander Pope
Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or offend, Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.
Alexander Pope
Some positive persisting fops we know, Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so But you with pleasure own your errors past, And make each day a critique on the last.
Alexander Pope
Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect.
Alexander Pope
Leave not a foot of verse, a foot of stone, A Page, a Grave, that they can call their own But spread, my sons, your glory thin or thick, On passive paper, or on solid brick.
Alexander Pope
There never was any party, faction, sect, or cabal whatsoever, in which the most ignorant were not the most violent for a bee is not a busier animal than a blockhead.
Alexander Pope
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart
Alexander Pope
The people's voice is odd, It is, and it is not, the voice of God.
Alexander Pope
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!
Alexander Pope
Our business in the field of fight, Is not to question, but to prove our might.
Alexander Pope
Ladies, like variegated tulips, show 'Tis to their changes half their charms we owe.
Alexander Pope
Modest plainness sets off sprightly wit, For works may have more with than does 'em good, As bodies perish through excess of blood.
Alexander Pope
In men, we various ruling passions find In women, two almost divide the kind Those, only fixed, they first or last obey, The love of pleasure, and the love of sway.
Alexander Pope
Those oft are stratagems which errors seem Nor is it Homer nods, but we that dream.
Alexander Pope
Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Alexander Pope
In a sadly pleasing strain, let the warbling lute complain.
Alexander Pope
All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see All discord, harmony not understood All partial evil, universal good.
Alexander Pope
Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
Alexander Pope
Who finds not Providence all good and wise, Alike in what it gives, and what denies.
Alexander Pope
Say first, of god above or man below what can we reason but from what we know.
Alexander Pope