Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
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?
Now scantier limits the proud arch confine,
And scarce are seen the prostrate Nile or Rhine;
A read more
Now scantier limits the proud arch confine,
And scarce are seen the prostrate Nile or Rhine;
A small Euphrates thro' the piece is roll'd,
And little eagles wave their wings in gold.
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
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?
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.
Your scene precariously subsists too long,
On French translation and Italian song.
Dare to have sense yourselves; read more
Your scene precariously subsists too long,
On French translation and Italian song.
Dare to have sense yourselves; assert the stage;
Be justly warm'd with your own native rage.
And all who told it added something new, And all who heard it made enlargements too.
And all who told it added something new, And all who heard it made enlargements too.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
One solid dish his week-day meal affords,
An added pudding solemniz'd the Lord's.
One solid dish his week-day meal affords,
An added pudding solemniz'd the Lord's.
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.
