Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read,
With loads of learned lumber in his head.
The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read,
With loads of learned lumber in his head.
The ruling passion, be it what it will,
The ruling passion conquers reason still.
The ruling passion, be it what it will,
The ruling passion conquers reason still.
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.
Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.
Say first, of God above or man below,
What can we reason but from what we know?
Say first, of God above or man below,
What can we reason but from what we know?
Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme,
The air-built castle, and the golden dream,
The maid's romantic read more
Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme,
The air-built castle, and the golden dream,
The maid's romantic wish, the chemist's flame,
And poet's vision of eternal fame.
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews;
Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
Sharp Boreas blows, and read more
But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews;
Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
Sharp Boreas blows, and nature feels decay,
Time conquers all, and we must time obey.
Expression is the dress of thought, and still
Appears more decent as more suitable;
A vile conceit read more
Expression is the dress of thought, and still
Appears more decent as more suitable;
A vile conceit in pompous words express'd,
Is like a clown in regal purple dress'd.
