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Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike; Alike reserv'd to blame, or to commend, A tim'rous foe, and a suspicious friend. - [Scandal] Wit and judgment often are at strife. - [Wit] "With every pleasing; every prudent part, Say, What can Chloe want?"--she wants a heart. She speaks, behaves, and acts just as she ought; But never, never reach'd one generous thought. - [Coquette] With loads of learned lumber in his head. - [Pedantry] With that can creep, and pride that licks the dust. - [Servility] Woman is at best a contradiction still. - [Women] Wretches hang that jurymen may dine. - [Wretched] Ye sacred Nine! that all my soul possess . . . Bear me, O bear me to sequestered scenes, The bow'ry mazes, and surrounding greens. - [Country] Yet hence the poor are clothed, the hungry fed; health to himself, and to his infants bread, the laborer bears. - [Work] You eat, in dreams, the custard of the day. - [Dreams] Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. - An Essay on Criticism (part III, line 66) [Proverbs] Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn. - Autumn (l. 36) [Roses] The garlands fade, the vows are worn away; So dies her love, and so my hopes decay. - Autumn (l. 70) [Matrimony] Ah! what avails it me the flocks to keep, Who lost my heart while I preserv'd my sheep. - Autumn (l. 79) [Love] Tell me, my soul! can this be death? - Dying Christian to His Soul, Pope attributes his inspiration to Hadrian and to a Fragment of Sappho [Death] Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a lover's or a Roman's part? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those who greatly think, or bravely die? - Elegy on an Unfortunate Lady [Love] Yet shall thy grave with rising flow'rs be dressed, And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast; There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow. - Elegy on an Unfortunate Lady (l. 65) [Graves] So perish all whose breast ne'er learned to glow For other's good or melt at other's woe. - Elegy to an Unfortunate Lady [Woe] What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? - Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (l. 1) [Apparitions] By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd. By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd. - Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (l. 51) [Death] A heap of dust remains of thee; 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be! - Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (l. 73) [Death] No craving void left aching in the soul. - Eloisa to Abelard [Soul] No silver saints, by dying misers giv'n, Here brib'd the rage of ill-requited heav'n; But such plain roofs as Piety could raise, And only vocal with the Maker's praise. - Eloisa to Abelard (l. 137) [Churches] Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis true the hardest science to forget. - Eloisa to Abelard (l. 189) [Love] How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! - Eloisa to Abelard (l. 207) [Obscurity] Displaying page 13 of 34 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 [13] 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34
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