Alexander Pope Poems
- Summer See what delights in sylvan scenes appear! ...
- Ode On Solitude Happy the man, whose wish and care A few ...
- Sound And Sense True ease in writing comes from art, not ...
- An Essay On Criticism Part I INTRODUCTION. That it is as ...
- Argus When wise Ulysses, from his native coast Long kept by...
- Eloisa To Abelard In these deep solitudes and awful cells, ...
- Essay On Man The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1)...
Pope was an 18th-century English poet, best known for his satirical verse and for his translation of Homer. He is the third-most frequently quoted writer in The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations, after Shakespeare and Tennyson. Pope's use of the heroic couplet is famous.
Pope was born in London to Alexander Pope (senior, a linen merchant) and Edith Pope (née Turner), who were both Catholics. Pope's education was affected by the penal law in force at the time upholding the status of the established Church of England, which banned Catholics from teaching on pain of perpetual imprisonment. Pope was taught to read by his aunt, then went to Twyford ... more »
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''So vast is art, so narrow human wit.''Alexander Pope (1688-1744), British poet. Essay on Criticism (Fr. I). . . Poetical Works [Alexander Pope]. Herbert Davis, ed. (1978; repr. 1990) O...
''For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.''Alexander Pope (1688-1744), British poet. Essay on Criticism (Fr. III). . . Poetical Works [Alexander Pope]. Herbert Davis, ed. (1978; repr. 1990)...
''Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.''Alexander Pope (1688-1744), British satirical poet. An Essay on Criticism, l. 625 (1711).
''The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.''Alexander Pope (1688-1744), British satirical poet. Imitations of Horace, bk. 1, epistle 6, "To Mr. Murray," l. 27 (1738).
''An honest man's the noblest work of God.''Alexander Pope (1688-1744), British poet. An Essay on Man (Fr. Epistle IV). SeCePo. Poetical Works [Alexander Pope]. Herbert Davis, ed. (1978; rep...
See what delights in sylvan scenes appear!
Descending Gods have found Elysium here.
In woods bright Venus with Adonis stray'd,
And chaste Diana haunts the forest shade.
Come lovely nymph, and bless the silent hours,
When swains from shearing seek their nightly bow'rs;
When weary reapers quit the sultry field,
And crown'd with corn, their thanks to Ceres yield.
This harmless grove no lurking viper hides,
But in my breast the serpent Love abides.
Here bees from blossoms sip the rosy dew,
But your Alexis knows no sweets but you.
Oh deign to visit ...