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Alexander Pope

poet, literary historian, translator, writer, philosopher, satirist

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1688  – 1744

Alexander Pope was an English poet, translator, and satirist of the Enlightenment era who is considered one of the most prominent English poets of the early 18th century. An exponent of Augustan literature, Pope is best known for his satirical and discursive poetry including An Essay on Criticism (1711), The Rape of the Lock (1712-1717), The Dunciad (1728-1743), and for his translations of Homer.

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“If I am right, Thy grace import To find that better way!”
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“Teach me to feel another's woe, That mercy show to me.”
— Alexander Pope
“Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;”
— Alexander Pope
“One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.”
— Alexander Pope
“Men must be taught as if you taught them not, and things unknown proposed as things forgot.”
— Alexander Pope
“To wake the soul by tender strokes of art,”
— Alexander Pope
“Health consists with temperance alone.”
— Alexander Pope
“For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.”
— Alexander Pope
“Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.”
— Alexander Pope
“So vast is art, so narrow human wit.”
— Alexander Pope
“Remembrance and reflection how allied!”
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“Party-spirit at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.”
— Alexander Pope
“To err is human; to forgive, divine.”
— Alexander Pope
“Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly.”
— Alexander Pope
“Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.”
— Alexander Pope
“Men must be taught as if you taught them not, and things unknown proposed as things forgot.”
— Alexander Pope
“Health consists with temperance alone.”
— Alexander Pope
“True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, as those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.”
— Alexander Pope
“Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.”
— Alexander Pope
“The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head.”
— Alexander Pope
“Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;”
— Alexander Pope
“The most positive men are the most credulous.”
— Alexander Pope
“So vast is art, so narrow human wit.”
— Alexander Pope
“For he lives twice who can at once employ,”
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“A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.”
— Alexander Pope
“Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll;”
— Alexander Pope
“For Forms of Government let fools contest; whatever is best administered is best.”
— Alexander Pope
“A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.”
— Alexander Pope
“If I am right, Thy grace impart”
— Alexander Pope
“Happy the man whose wish and care In his own ground.”
— Alexander Pope
“Thus let me live, unseen, unknown; Tell where I lie.”
— Alexander Pope
“They dream in Courtship, but in Wedlock wake.”
— Alexander Pope
“The mouse that always trusts to one poor hole Can never be a mouse of any soul.”
— Alexander Pope
“To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.”
— Alexander Pope
“Wit is the lowest form of humor.”
— Alexander Pope
“Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies, And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.”
— Alexander Pope
“Histories are more full of Examples of the Fidelity of dogs than of Friends.”
— Alexander Pope
“I am his Highness' dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?”
— Alexander Pope
“Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, "Let Newton be!" and all was light.”
— Alexander Pope
“How vast a memory has Love!”
— Alexander Pope
“They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.”
— Alexander Pope
“Nothing can be more shocking and horrid than one of our kitchens sprinkled with blood, and abounding with the cries of expiring victims, or with the limbs of dead animals scattered or hung up here and there. It gives one the image of a giant's den in a romance, bestrewed with scattered heads and mangled limbs.”
— Alexander Pope
“I find myself just in the same situation of mind you describe as your own, heartily wishing the good, that is the quiet of my country, and hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.”
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“The stoic husband was the glorious thing.And lov'd his country.”
— Alexander Pope
“Well, if our author in the wife offendsAnd sure such kind good creatures may be living.”
— Alexander Pope
“Luxurious lobster-nights, farewell, For sober, studious days!”
— Alexander Pope
“Dear, damned, distracting town, farewell! Ye harlots, sleep at ease!”
— Alexander Pope
“I think it was a generous thought, and one that fow'd from an exalted mind, that it was not improbable but God might be delighted with the various methods of worshipping him, which divided the whole world.”
— Alexander Pope
“Each finding like a friendSomething to blame, and something to commend.”
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“Who ne'er knew joy but friendship might divide, Or gave his father grief but when he died.”
— Alexander Pope
“Such were the notes thy once lov'd poet sung, Till death untimely stopp'd his tuneful tongue.”
— Alexander Pope
“To err is human; to forgive, divine.”
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“"Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed" was the ninth Beatitude which a man of wit (who, like a man of wit, was a long time in gaol) added to the eighth.”
— Alexander Pope
“Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long Absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction: Absence does but hold off a friend, to make one see him the truer.”
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“Hope springs eternal in the human breast;”
— Alexander Pope
“Know, sense, like charity, begins at home.”
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“So unaffected, so compos'd a mind; The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died.”
— Alexander Pope
“Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? in every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.”
— Alexander Pope
“Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit, a Man; Simplicity, a Child.”
— Alexander Pope
“For he lives twice who can at once employ The present well, and e'en the past enjoy.”
— Alexander Pope
“There, take (says Justice), take ye each a shell: 'T was a fat oyster,—live in peace,—adieu.”
— Alexander Pope
“Let such, such only tread this sacred floor, Who dare to love their country and be poor.”
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“Vain was the chief's, the sage's pride! They had no poet, and are dead.”
— Alexander Pope
“Ye Gods! annihilate but space and time, And make two lovers happy.”
— Alexander Pope
“Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.”
— Alexander Pope
“Where'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.”
— Alexander Pope
“Say, is not absence death to those who love?”
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“Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn.”
— Alexander Pope
“The garlands fade, the vows are worn away; So dies her love, and so my hopes decay.”
— Alexander Pope
“True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.”
— Alexander Pope
“'Tis education forms the common mind; just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.”
— Alexander Pope
“To err is human, to forgive divine.”
— Alexander Pope
“What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.”
— Alexander Pope
“There various news I heard of love and strife,All neither wholly false, nor wholly true.”
— Alexander Pope
“For Forms of Government let fools contest; whatever is best administered is best.”
— Alexander Pope
“The flying Rumours gather'd as they roll'd, In ev'ry Ear it spread, on ev'ry Tongue it grew.”
— Alexander Pope
“Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favors call; She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all.”
— Alexander Pope
“Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Oh the pain, the bliss of dying!”
— Alexander Pope
“The world recedes; it disappears! O death! where is thy sting?”
— Alexander Pope
“Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, And where, though all things differ, all agree.”
— Alexander Pope
“Proud Nimrod first the bloody chase began A mighty hunter, and his prey was man.”
— Alexander Pope
“Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, They fall, and leave their little lives in air.”
— Alexander Pope
“To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage.”
— Alexander Pope
“The Wit of Cheats, the Courage of a Whore,”
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“A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, What bosom beats not in his country's cause?”
— Alexander Pope
“What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.”
— Alexander Pope
“Ignobly vain, and impotently great.”
— Alexander Pope
“What dire offence from amorous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things!”
— Alexander Pope
“Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing shake, And sleepless lovers, just at twelve, awake.”
— Alexander Pope
“They shift the moving toyshop of their heart.”
— Alexander Pope
“This casket India's glowing gems unlocks And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.”
— Alexander Pope
“On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore.”
— Alexander Pope
“Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.”
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“If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.”
— Alexander Pope
“Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare, And beauty draws us with a single hair.”
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“Belinda smiled, and all the world was gay.”
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“Wise wretch! with pleasures too refined to please,”
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“Whether the nymph shall break Diana's law, Forget her prayers, or miss a masquerade.”
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“Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea.”
— Alexander Pope
“At every word a reputation dies.”
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“The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.”
— Alexander Pope
“Let spades be trumps! she said, and trumps they were.”
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“Coffee, which makes the politician wise, And see through all things with his half-shut eyes.”
— Alexander Pope
“But when mischief mortals bend their will, How soon they find fit instruments of ill!”
— Alexander Pope
“The meeting points the sacred hair dissever And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies.”
— Alexander Pope
“Not louder shrieks to pitying heav'n are cast, When husbands, or when lapdogs, breathe their last.”
— Alexander Pope
“Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.”
— Alexander Pope
“Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.”
— Alexander Pope
“Boast not my fall (he cried), insulting foe! And burn in Cupid's flames — but burn alive.”
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“I think a good deal may be said to extenuate the fault of bad Poets. What we call a Genius, is hard to be distinguish'd by a man himself, from a strong inclination: and if his genius be ever so great, he can not at first discover it any other way, than by giving way to that prevalent propensity which renders him the more liable to be mistaken.”
— Alexander Pope
“Therefore they who say our thoughts are not our own because they resemble the Ancients, may as well say our faces are not our own, because they are like our Fathers: And indeed it is very unreasonable, that people should expect us to be Scholars, and yet be angry to find us so.”
— Alexander Pope
“I would not be like those Authors, who forgive themselves some particular lines for the sake of a whole Poem, and vice versa a whole Poem for the sake of some particular lines. I believe no one qualification is so likely to make a good writer, as the power of rejecting his own thoughts.”
— Alexander Pope
“What beck'ning ghost, along the moonlight shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?”
— Alexander Pope
“Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well? For those who greatly think, or bravely die?”
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“Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes; The glorious fault of Angels and of Gods.”
— Alexander Pope
“On all the line a sudden vengeance waits, And frequent hearses shall besiege your gates.”
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“Lo these were they, whose souls the Furies steel'd, For others' good, or melt at others' woe.”
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“By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed, By strangers honored, and by strangers mourned.”
— Alexander Pope
“Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.”
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“How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!”
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“To endeavour to work upon the vulgar with fine sense, is like attempting to hew blocks with a razor.”
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“I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian.”
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“Some who grow dull religious straight commence”
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“A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.”
— Alexander Pope
“It is with narrow-souled people as with narrow necked bottles: the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring it out.”
— Alexander Pope
“Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.”
— Alexander Pope
“When men grow virtuous in their old age, they only make a sacrifice to God of the devil's leavings.”
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“For, as blushing will sometimes make a whore pass for a virtuous woman, so modesty may make a fool seem a man of sense.”
— Alexander Pope
“A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd, like one who is too curious in observing the labour of the bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.”
— Alexander Pope
“He who tells a lie, is not sensible how great a task he undertakes; for he must be forced to invent twenty more to maintain that one.”
— Alexander Pope
“Our passions are like convulsion-fits, which, though they make us stronger for the time, leave us the weaker ever after.”
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“Some old men, by continually praising the time of their youth, would almost persuade us that there were no fools in those days; but unluckily they are left themselves for examples.”
— Alexander Pope
“Know then thyself, presume not God to scan,”
— Alexander Pope
“Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.”
— Alexander Pope
“True Wit is Nature to advantage dress'd”
— Alexander Pope
“The most positive men are the most credulous…”
— Alexander Pope
“To be angry, is to revenge the fault of others upon ourselves.”
— Alexander Pope
“Party is the madness of many, for the gain of a few.”
— Alexander Pope
“Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.”
— Alexander Pope
“Father of all! in every age, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!”
— Alexander Pope
“Thou Great First Cause, least understood And that myself am blind.”
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“And binding Nature fast in fate, Left free the human will.”
— Alexander Pope
“Let not this weak, unknowing hand On each I judge Thy foe.”
— Alexander Pope