176 Quotes & Sayings By Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope (1688-1744) was an English poet and essayist, and a major figure in the transition between the Renaissance and the Romantic eras. He is best known for his satirical verse, such as the epic couplet "A little learning is a dangerous thing; / Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring." His poetry was highly conscious of its classical origins. His translation of Homer's Iliad was a model for subsequent English translations.

If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the...
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If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, O, teach my heart To find that better way! Alexander Pope
Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said,...
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Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, Let Newton be! and all was light. Alexander Pope
A man should never be ashamed to own that he...
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A man should never be ashamed to own that he has been in the wrong, which is but saying in other words that he is wiser today than he was yesterday. Alexander Pope
Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never...
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Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed. Alexander Pope
Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is,...
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Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come. Alexander Pope
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown; Thus unlamented let me...
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Thus let me live, unseen, unknown; Thus unlamented let me die; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. Alexander Pope
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Wise wretch! with pleasures too refined to please, With too much spirit to be e'er at ease, With too much quickness ever to be taught, With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live. Alexander Pope
A little learning is a dangerous thing. Drink deep, or...
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A little learning is a dangerous thing. Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring;There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking largely sobers us again. Alexander Pope
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Know then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is Man.Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast;In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err; Alike in ignorance, his reason such, Whether he thinks too little or too much; Chaos of thought and passion, all confused; Still by himself abused or disabused; Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory, jest, and riddle of the world! Go, wondrous creature! mount where science guides, Go, measure earth, weigh air, and state the tides; Instruct the planets in what orbs to run, Correct old time, and regulate the sun; Go, soar with Plato to th’ empyreal sphere, To the first good, first perfect, and first fair; Or tread the mazy round his followers trod, And quitting sense call imitating God;As Eastern priests in giddy circles run, And turn their heads to imitate the sun. Go, teach Eternal Wisdom how to rule– Then drop into thyself, and be a fool! . Alexander Pope
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike...
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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul. Alexander Pope
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To...
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To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart Alexander Pope
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True Wit is Nature to advantage dress'd What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd; Something whose truth convinced at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind. As shades more sweetly recommend the light, So modest plainness sets off sprightly wit. Alexander Pope
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The Wit of Cheats, the Courage of a Whore, Are what ten thousand envy and adore: All, all look up, with reverential Awe, At crimes that 'scape, or triumph o'er the Law:While Truth, Worth, Wisdom, daily they decry-`' Nothing is sacred now but Villainy'- Epilogue to the Satires, Dialogue I Alexander Pope
Remembrance and reflection how allied! What thin partitions Sense from...
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Remembrance and reflection how allied! What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide! Alexander Pope
Some who grow dull religious straight commence And gain in...
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Some who grow dull religious straight commence And gain in morals what they lose in sense. Alexander Pope
Music resembles poetry, in each Are nameless graces which no...
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Music resembles poetry, in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master hand alone can reach. Alexander Pope
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In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell, Aspiring to be angels, men rebel. Alexander Pope
Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see...
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Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me. Alexander Pope
Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll, In...
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Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll, In pleasing memory of all he stole. Alexander Pope
In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike...
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In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside. Alexander Pope
Know thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study...
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Know thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Alexander Pope
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. So is a...
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A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. So is a lot. Alexander Pope
For he lives twice who can at once employ, The...
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For he lives twice who can at once employ, The present well, and e’en the past enjoy. Alexander Pope
Order is heaven's first law.
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Order is heaven's first law. Alexander Pope
We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow. Our...
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We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow. Our wiser sons, no doubt will think us so. Alexander Pope
Oh let me live my own! and die so too!...
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Oh let me live my own! and die so too! ("To live and die is all I have to do:") Maintain a poet's dignity and ease, And see what friends, and read what books I please. Alexander Pope
Men, some to business take, some to pleasure take; but...
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Men, some to business take, some to pleasure take; but every woman is at heart a rake Alexander Pope
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What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good humour still whate’er we lose? And trust me, dear, good humour can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul Alexander Pope
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To err is human, to forgive, divine. Alexander Pope
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True wit is nature to advantage dressed; What oft was thought, but ne'er so well expressed. Alexander Pope
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If it be the chief point of friendship to comply with a friend's notions and inclinations he possesses this is an eminent degree; he lies down when I sit, and walks when I walk, which is more that many good friends can pretend to do. Alexander Pope
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What Reason weaves, by Passion is undone. Alexander Pope
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Chaos of thought and passion, all confus'd. Alexander Pope
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Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found. Alexander Pope
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While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep. Alexander Pope
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Where beams of imagination play, The memory's soft figures melt away. Alexander Pope
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Trust not yourself; but your defects to know, Make use of ev'ry friend–and ev'ry foe. Alexander Pope
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Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Alexander Pope
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Those half-learn'd witlings, num'rous in our isle As half-form'd insects on the banks of Nile Alexander Pope
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To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves. Alexander Pope
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Know then thyself; presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is Man.Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, And too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast;In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err. Alike in ignorance, his reason such, Whether he thinks too little or too much. Alexander Pope
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Then say not man's imperfect, Heav'n in fault;. Say rather, man's as perfect as he ought. Alexander Pope
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Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state; From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer Being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy Reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood. Oh blindness to the future! kindly giv'n, That each may fill the circle mark'd by Heav'n; Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall. Alexander Pope
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For forms of Government let fools contest. Whate'er is best administered is best. Alexander Pope
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Nature to all things fixed the limits fit And wisely curbed proud man's pretending wit. As on the land while here the ocean gains. In other parts it leaves wide sandy plains Thus in the soul while memory prevails, The solid power of understanding fails Where beams of warm imagination play, The memory's soft figures melt away One science only will one genius fit, So vast is art, so narrow human wit Not only bounded to peculiar arts, But oft in those confined to single parts Like kings, we lose the conquests gained before, By vain ambition still to make them more Each might his several province well command, Would all but stoop to what they understand. Alexander Pope
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Philosophy, that leaned on Heaven before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Alexander Pope
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We may see the small Value God has for Riches, by the People he gives the Alexander Pope
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Know thy own point: this kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, Heav'n bestows on thee. Alexander Pope
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The pride of aiming at more knowledge, and pretending to more perfection, is the cause of Man's error and misery. Alexander Pope
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All this dread order break- for whom? for thee? Vile worm! - oh madness! pride! impiety! Alexander Pope
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There is no study that is not capable of delighting us, after a little application to it. Alexander Pope
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Poetic justice, with her lifted scale, Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs, And solid pudding against empty praise. Here she beholds the chaos dark and deep, Where nameless somethings in their causes sleep, Till genial Jacob, or a warm third day, Call forth each mass, a poem, or a play: How hints, like spawn, scarce quick in embryo lie, How new-born nonsense first is taught to cry. Alexander Pope
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Make use of every friend– and every foe. Alexander Pope
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Let Sporus tremble – "What? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel? Who breaks a Butterfly upon a Wheel?"Yet let me flap this Bug with gilded wings, This painted Child of Dirt that stinks and stings; Whose Buzz the Witty and the Fair annoys, Yet Wit ne'er tastes, and Beauty ne'er enjoys, Alexander Pope
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Inscriptions here of various Names I view'd, The greater part by hostile time subdu'd; Yet wide was spread their fame in ages past, And Poets once had promis'd they should last. Alexander Pope
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Presumptuous Man! the reason wouldst thou find, Why form'd so weak, so little, and so blind? First, if thou canst, the harder reason guess, Why form'd no weaker, blinder, and no less! Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are made Taller or stronger than the weeds they shade? Or ask of yonder argent fields above, Why Jove's Satellites are less than Jove? Alexander Pope
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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. Alexander Pope
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For when success a lover's toil attends, Few ask, if fraud or force attain'd his ends Alexander Pope
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Most critics, fond of subservient artstill make the whole depend upon a part. They talk of principles, but notions prize And all to one loved folly sacrifice. Alexander Pope
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Some judge of authors' names, not works, and then nor praise nor blame the writings, but the men. Alexander Pope
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I am his Highness' dog at Kew;Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you? Alexander Pope
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The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice. Alexander Pope
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Like bubbles on the sea of matter borne, they rise, they break, and to that sea return. Alexander Pope
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Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame. Alexander Pope
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What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things, ... Alexander Pope
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How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d Alexander Pope
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Death, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain Alexander Pope
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For fools admire but men of sense approve. Alexander Pope
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I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian. Alexander Pope
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When two people compliment each other with the choice of anything each of them generally gets that which he likes least. Alexander Pope
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All are but parts of one stupendous whole Whose body Nature is and God the soul. Alexander Pope
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Till tired he sleeps and life's poor play is o'er. Alexander Pope
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Men would be angels Angels would be gods. Alexander Pope
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There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feat of reason and the flow of soul. Alexander Pope
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Thus education forms the common mind Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined. Alexander Pope
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'Tis education forms the common mind Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined. Alexander Pope
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To err is human to forgive divine. Alexander Pope
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An excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie for an excuse is a lie guarded. Alexander Pope
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Be not the first by whom the new are tried Nor yet the last to lay the old aside. Alexander Pope
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The feast of reason and the flow of soul. Alexander Pope
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For fools rush in where angels fear to tread. Alexander Pope
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The world forgetting by the world forgot. Alexander Pope
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How shall I love the sin yet keep the sense And love the offender yet detest the offence? Alexander Pope
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To err is human to forgive divine. Alexander Pope
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There is nothing meritorious but virtue and friendship. Alexander Pope
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He mounts the storm and walks upon the wind. Alexander Pope
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And all who told it added something new And all who heard it made enlargements too. Alexander Pope
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Amusement is the happiness of those who cannot think. Alexander Pope
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False happiness is like false money it passes for a long time as well as the true and serves some ordinary occasions but when it is brought to the touch we find the lightness and alloy and feel the loss. Alexander Pope
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The learned is happy nature to explore the fool is happy that he knows no more. Alexander Pope
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I have as little fear that God will damn a man that has charity as I hope that the priests can save one who has not. Alexander Pope
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In faith and hope the world will disagree but all mankind's concern is charity. Alexander Pope
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Know then thyself presume not God to scan: The proper study of mankind is man. Alexander Pope
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An honest man's the noblest work of God. Alexander Pope
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Hope springs eternal in the human breast Man never is but always to be blest. Alexander Pope
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Hope springs eternal in the human breast. Alexander Pope
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For I who hold sage Homer's rule the best Welcome the coming speed the going guest. Alexander Pope
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Thou wert my guide philosopher and friend. Alexander Pope
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Alive ridiculous and dead forgot? Alexander Pope