John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Alexander Pope. (1688–1744) (continued) |
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| Order is Heaven’s first law. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 49. |
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| Reason’s whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words,—health, peace, and competence. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 79. |
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| The soul’s calm sunshine and the heartfelt joy. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 168. |
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| Honour and shame from no condition rise; Act well your part, there all the honour lies. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 193. |
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| Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunello. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 203. |
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| What can ennoble sots or slaves or cowards? Alas! not all the blood of all the Howards. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 215. |
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| A wit ’s a feather, and a chief a rod; An honest man ’s the noblest work of God. 1 |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 247. |
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| Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart. One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas; And more true joy Marcellus exil’d feels Than Cæsar with a senate at his heels. In parts superior what advantage lies? Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise? ’T is but to know how little can be known; To see all others’ faults, and feel our own. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 254. |
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| Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand. |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 261. |
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| If parts allure thee, think how Bacon shin’d, The wisest, brightest, meanest of mankind! Or ravish’d with the whistling of a name, 2 See Cromwell, damn’d to everlasting fame! 3 |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 281. |
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| Know then this truth (enough for man to know),— “Virtue alone is happiness below.” |
| Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 309. |
| Note 1. See Fletcher, Quotation 3. [back] |
| Note 2. See Cowley, Quotation 18. [back] |
| Note 3. May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name, And glorify what else is damn’d to fame. Richard Savage: Character of Foster. [back] |