"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?
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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.
Animals do not admire each other. A horse does not admire its companion.
Animals do not admire each other. A horse does not admire its companion.
You always admire what you really don't understand.
You always admire what you really don't understand.
The only things one can admire at length are those one admires without knowing why.
The only things one can admire at length are those one admires without knowing why.
Admiration begins where acquaintance ceases
Admiration begins where acquaintance ceases
We always love those who admire us, and we do not always love
those whom we admire.
We always love those who admire us, and we do not always love
those whom we admire.
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.
The best emotions to write out of are anger and fear or dread. . . . The least energizing emotion read more
The best emotions to write out of are anger and fear or dread. . . . The least energizing emotion to write out of is admiration . . . because the basic feeling that goes with admiration is a passive contemplative mood.
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.
