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Poem - Celia - Alexander Pope.

Celia, we know, is sixty-five,

Yet Celia’s face is seventeen;

Thus winter in her breast must live,

While summer in her face is seen.
How cruel Celia’s fate, who hence… 23 more words


Poem - Argus - Alexander Pope

When wise Ulysses, from his native coast

Long kept by wars, and long by tempests toss’d,

Arrived at last, poor, old, disguised, alone,

To all his friends, and ev’n his Queen unknown, … 145 more words


Poem - Farewell To London - Alexander Pope

Dear, damn’d distracting town, farewell!

Thy fools no more I’ll tease:

This year in peace, ye critics, dwell,

Ye harlots, sleep at ease!
Soft B– and rough C–s adieu, … 310 more words


On Heaven and Hell, and a few other matters

It is a commonplace observation that it is much easier to imagine Hell than it is to imagine Heaven, but since this blog has no pretension of being anything other than commonplace, it is an observation I am happy to make. 1,520 more words


“A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.”

-Alexander Pope

Poem - The Riddle Of The World - Alexander Pope

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan

The proper study of Mankind is Man.

Placed on this isthmus of a middle state,

A Being darkly wise, and rudely great: … 128 more words


“To err is human; to forgive, divine.”

-Alexander Pope