Behold the groves that shine with silver frost, their beauty withered, and their verdure lost! Alexander Pope More Quotes by Alexander Pope More Quotes From Alexander Pope Who dies in youth and vigour, dies the best. Alexander Pope youth dies death For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest. Alexander Pope sage welcome guests Learn from the beasts the physic of the field. Alexander Pope beast medicine fields But honest instinct comes a volunteer; Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short in human wit. Alexander Pope volunteer instinct honest Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice. Alexander Pope wise summer war Grave authors say, and witty poets sing, That honest wedlock is a glorious thing. Alexander Pope honest marriage witty There are certain times when most people are in a disposition of being informed, and 'tis incredible what a vast good a little truth might do, spoken in such seasons. Alexander Pope truth littles people Who sees pale Mammom pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor. Alexander Pope stewards stores poor Sure of their qualities and demanding praise, more go to ruined fortunes than are raised. Alexander Pope quality arrogance praise Wretches hang that jurymen may dine. Alexander Pope dine law may No more the mounting larks, while Daphne sings, Shall, list'ning, in mid-air suspend their wings. Alexander Pope larks air wings These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd! Alexander Pope riches enjoy money If it be the chief point of friendship to Alexander Pope good-friend degrees lying The lot of man - to suffer and to die. Alexander Pope suffering men death At length corruption, like a general flood (So long by watchful ministers withstood), Shall deluge all; and avarice, creeping on, Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun. Alexander Pope corruption sun long [T]hro this Air, this Ocean, and this Earth, All Nature quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high progressive life may go? Around how wide? how deep extend below? Vast Chain of Being! which from God began, Ethereal Essence, Spirit, Substance, Man, Beast, Bird, Fish, Insect! what no Eye can see, No Glass can reach! from Infinite to Thee! From Thee to Nothing.... From Natures Chain whatever Link you strike, Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike.... All are but parts of one stupendous Whole: Whose Body Nature is, and God the Soul. Alexander Pope ocean nature eye That, chang'd thro' all and yet in all the same, Great in the Earth as in th' Ætherial frame, Warms in the Sun, refreshes in the Breeze, Glows in the Stars, and blossoms in the Trees... Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part... Submit - in this, or any other Sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear. All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee; All Chance, Direction which thou canst not see; All Discord, Harmony not understood... All partial Evil, universal Good. Alexander Pope stars evil art Where grows?--where grows it not? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil. Alexander Pope agriculture soil toil There goes a saying, and 'twas shrewdly said, ''Old fish at table, but young flesh in bed. Alexander Pope bed tables sex Charm strikes the sight, but merit wins the soul. Alexander Pope soul sight winning
