Alexander Pope Quotes About Heart
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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.
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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.
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A gen'rous heart repairs a sland'rous tongue.
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To dazzle let the vain design, To raise the thought and touch the heart, be thine!
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A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.
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Wine works the heart up, wakes the wit, There is no cure 'gainst age but it
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To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart; To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each Seene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage.
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Every woman is at heart a rake.
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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?
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To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart
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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!
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"With ev'ry pleasing, ev'ry prudent part, Say, what can Chloe want?"-She wants a heart.
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Ah! what avails it me the flocks to keep, Who lost my heart while I preserv'd my sheep.
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Men, some to business, some to pleasure take; But every woman is at heart a rake.
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The heart resolves this matter in a trice, "Men only feel the smart, but not the vice.
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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.
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What nothing earthly gives, or can destroy, The soul's calm sunshine, and the heart-felt joy, Is virtue's prize.
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