Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
Condition, circumstance, is not the thing;
Bliss is the same in subject or in king.
Condition, circumstance, is not the thing;
Bliss is the same in subject or in king.
See the wild Waste of all-devouring years!
How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears,
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See the wild Waste of all-devouring years!
How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears,
With nodding arches, broken temples spread!
The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!
Zeal is very blind, or badly regulated, when it encroaches upon
the rights of others.
Zeal is very blind, or badly regulated, when it encroaches upon
the rights of others.
Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow;
The rest is all but leather and prunello.
Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow;
The rest is all but leather and prunello.
When rumours increase, and when there is an abundance of noise and clamour, believe the second report.
When rumours increase, and when there is an abundance of noise and clamour, believe the second report.
Shall I, like Curtius, desperate in my zeal,
O'er head and ears plunge for the common weal?
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Shall I, like Curtius, desperate in my zeal,
O'er head and ears plunge for the common weal?
Or rob Rome's ancient geese of all their glories,
And cackling save the monarchies of Tories?
I'll print it,
And shame the fools.
I'll print it,
And shame the fools.
Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
