Alexander Pope
Alexander Pope
Alexander Popewas an 18th-century English poet. He is best known for his satirical verse, as well as for his translation of Homer. Famous for his use of the heroic couplet, he is the second-most frequently quoted writer in The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations, after Shakespeare...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth21 May 1688
teaching heart design
To dazzle let the vain design, To raise the thought and touch the heart, be thine!
heart gay joy
Let Joy or Ease, let Affluence or Content, And the gay Conscience of a life well spent, Calm ev'ry thought, inspirit ev'ry grace, Glow in thy heart, and smile upon thy face.
lying writing heart
Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.
prayer heart grace
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!
life heart thinking
Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a lover's or a Roman's part? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those who greatly think, or bravely die?
life heart sheep
Ah! what avails it me the flocks to keep, Who lost my heart while I preserv'd my sheep.
heart men rakes
Men, some to business, some to pleasure take; But every woman is at heart a rake.
sarcastic heart brain
A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.
heart want prudent
"With ev'ry pleasing, ev'ry prudent part, Say, what can Chloe want?"-She wants a heart.
sunshine joy heartfelt
The soul's calm sunshine and heartfelt joy.
wine heart age
Wine works the heart up, wakes the wit, There is no cure 'gainst age but it
heart rakes intrigue
Every woman is at heart a rake.
heart tongue
A gen'rous heart repairs a sland'rous tongue.
heart sunshine giving
What nothing earthly gives, or can destroy, The soul's calm sunshine, and the heart-felt joy, Is virtue's prize.