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When reason, like the skilful charioteer, Can break the fiery passions to the bit, And, spite of their licentious sallies, keep The radiant tract of glory; passions, then, Are aids and ornaments. Triumphant reason, Firm in her seat, and swift in her career, Enjoys their violence, and, smiling, thanks Their formidable flame, for bright renown. - [Passion] When women sue, they sue to be denied. - [Women] Where boasting ends, there dignity begins. - [Boasting] Where heart meets heart, reciprocally soft, Each other's pillow to repose divine. - [Proposals] Where is the dust that has not been alive? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors; From human mould we reap our daily bread. - [Earth] Where, where for shelter shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale? - [Guilt] Who fails to grieve, when just occasion calls, Or grieves too much, deserves not to be blest: Inhuman, or effeminate, his heart. - [Grief] Who knows if Shakespear might not have thought less, if he had read more? - [Reading : Shakespeare] Who never loved ne'er suffered; he feels nothing, Who nothing feels but for himself alone. - [Love] Who tells me he denies his soul's immortal, Whate'er his boast, has told me he's a knave; His duty, 'tis to love himself alone, Nor care though mankind perish, if he smiles, Who thinks ere long the man shall wholly die, Is dead already; nought but brute survives. - [Soul] Whose yesterdays look backward with a smile. - [Past] Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour? - [Strife] Why wish for more? Wishing of all employments is the worst. - [Wishes] Will no superior genius snatch the quill, and save me on the brink from writing ill? - [Style] Wisdom is rare, Lorenzo! wit abounds. - [Wisdom] Wit, how delicious to man's dainty taste! 'Tis precious, as the vehicle of sense; But, as its substitute, a dire disease; Pernicious talent! flatter'd by the world, By the blind world, which thinks the talent rare. Wisdom is rare--wit abounds. Passion can give it; sometimes wine inspires The lucky flash, and madness rarely fails. - [Wit] With the talents of an angel a man may be a fool. - [Talent] Women were made to give our eyes delight; A female sloven is an odious sight. - [Women] Wonder is involuntary praise. - [Wonder] Your learning, like the lunar beam, affords Light, but not heat; it leaves you undevout, Frozen at heart, while speculation shines. - [Learning] He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one; All other crimes may pass for virtues in him. - Busiris [Ingratitude] Thou art so witty, profligate and thin, At once we think thee Satan, Death and Sin. - Epigram on Voltaire, who had criticized the characters of the same name in "Paradise Lost" [Epigrams] Against their wills what numbers ruin shun, Purely through want of wit to be undone! Nature has shown by making it so rare, That wit's a jewel which we need not wear. - Epistle to Mr. Pope (ep. II, l. 80) [Wit] With fame, in just proportion, envy grows. - Epistles to Mr. Pope (ep. I, l. 27) [Fame] The man that makes a character, makes foes. - Epistles to Mr. Pope (ep. I, l. 28) [Character] Displaying page 9 of 18 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 [9] 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18
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