Date: 1733-4

"And hence one Master Passion in the breast, / Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"So, cast and mingled with his very frame, / The mind's disease, its ruling passion came: / Each vital humour which should feed the whole, / Soon flows to this, in body and in soul."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"Who heaves old Ocean, and who wings the storms, / Pours fierce Ambition in a Caesar's mind."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"Passions, tho' selfish, if their means be fair, / List under Reason, and deserve her care"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"Passions, like Elements, tho' born to fight, / Yet, mix'd and soften'd, in his work unite"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"Reason itself but gives it edge and pow'r; / As Heaven's blest beam turns vinegar more sowr"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"Nature its mother, Habit is its nurse; / Wit, Spirit, Faculties, but make it worse; / Reason itself but gives it edge and pow'r; / As Heaven's blest beam turns vinegar more sowr; / We wretched subjects tho' to lawful sway, / In this weak queen, some fav'rite still obey."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"She but removes weak passions for the strong: / So, when small humors gather to a gout, / The doctor fancies he has driv'n them out."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"Yes, Nature's road must ever be prefer'd; / Reason is here no guide, but still a guard."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"A mightier Pow'r the strong direction sends, / And sev'ral Men impels to sev'ral ends. / Like varying winds, by other passions tost, / This drives them constant to a certain coast."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)