Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother About one vice and fall into another. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise,… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
To dazzle let the vain design, To raise the thought and touch the heart, be thine! — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
In vain sedate reflections we would make When half our knowledge we must snatch, not take. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Oh, sons of earth! attempt ye still to rise. By mountains pil'd on mountains to the skies? Heav'n still with laughter the… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Fool, 'tis in vain from wit to wit to roam: Know, sense, like charity, begins at home. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Where grows?--where grows it not? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
To teach vain Wits that Science little known, T' admire Superior Sense, and doubt their own! — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
How do we know that we have a right to kill creatures that we are so little above, as dogs, for our curiosity or… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart; To make mankind, in conscious virtue… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Let such teach others who themselves excel, And censure freely who have written well. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
When two people compliment each other with the choice of anything, each of them generally gets that which he likes least. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style, Amaze th' unlearn'd and make the learned smile. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
She went from opera, park, assembly, play, To morning walks, and prayers three hours a day. To part her time 'twixt reading and bohea,… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
I am satisfied to trifle away my time, rather than let it stick by me. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
The greatest advantage I know of being thought a wit by the world is, that it gives one the greater freedom of playing the… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
