Quotes
Quotes - Pope
O thou, whose certain eye foresees
The fix'd events of fate's remote decrees.
Forget the brother, and resume the man.
Gentle of speech, beneficent of mind.
The people's parent, he protected all.
The big round tear stands trembling in her eye.
The windy satisfaction of the tongue.
Heaven hears and pities hapless men like me,
For sacred ev'n to gods is misery.
The bank he press'd, and gently kiss'd the ground.
A heaven of charms divine Nausicaa lay.
Jove weighs affairs of earth in dubious scales,
And the good suffers while the bad prevails.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
A decent boldness ever meets with friends.
To heal divisions, to relieve th' opprest;
In virtue rich; in blessing others, blest.
Oh, pity human woe!
'T is what the happy to the unhappy owe.
Whose well-taught mind the present age surpast.
For fate has wove the thread of life with pain,
And twins ev'n from the birth are misery and man!
In youth and beauty wisdom is but rare!
And every eye
Gaz'd, as before some brother of the sky.
Nor can one word be chang'd but for a worse.
And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the sky.
Behold on wrong
Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong!
A gen'rous heart repairs a sland'rous tongue.
Just are the ways of Heaven: from Heaven proceed
The woes of man; Heaven doom'd the Greeks to bleed,--
A theme of future song!
Earth sounds my wisdom and high heaven my fame.
Strong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.
