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Season your admiration for a while
With an attent ear. . . .
Season your admiration for a while
With an attent ear. . . .
Men go abroad to admire the heights of mountains, the mighty billows of the sea, the broad tides of rivers, read more
Men go abroad to admire the heights of mountains, the mighty billows of the sea, the broad tides of rivers, the compass of the ocean, and the circuits of the stars, and pass themselves by.
A fool always finds a greater fool to admire him.
A fool always finds a greater fool to admire him.
The king himself has follow'd her
When she has walk'd before.
The king himself has follow'd her
When she has walk'd before.
To admire nothing, (as most are wont to do;)
Is the only method that I know,
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To admire nothing, (as most are wont to do;)
Is the only method that I know,
To make men happy, and to keep them so.
Admiration is a very short-lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed read more
Admiration is a very short-lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed with fresh discoveries, and kept alive by a new perpetual succession of miracles rising up to its view.
No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It read more
No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It is to this hour, and at
all hours, the vivifying influence in man's life.
Heroes themselves had fallen behind!
--Whene'er he went before.
Heroes themselves had fallen behind!
--Whene'er he went before.
"Not to admire, is all the art I know
(Plain truth, dear Murray, needs few flowers of speech)
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"Not to admire, is all the art I know
(Plain truth, dear Murray, needs few flowers of speech)
To make men happy, or to keep them so."
(So take it in the very words of Creech)
Thus Horace wrote we all know long ago;
And thus Pope quotes the precept to re-teach
From his translation; but had none admired,
Would Pope have sung, or Horace been inspired?
