Date: 1715-1720

"As when old Ocean's silent Surface sleeps, / The Waves just heaving on the purple Deeps; / While yet th'expected Tempest hangs on high, / Weighs down the Cloud, and blackens in the Sky, / The Mass of Waters will no Wind obey; / Jove sends one Gust, and bids them roll away. / While wav'ri...

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"There is scarce any thing in the whole Compass of Nature [referring to the calmed sea] that can more exactly represent the State of an irresolute Mind, wavering between two different Designs, sometimes inclining to the one, sometimes to the other, and then moving to the Point to which its Resolu...

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"There is one of great Beauty in Virgil, upon a Subject very like this, where he compares his Hero's Mind, agitated with a great Variety and quick Succession of Thoughts, to a dancing Light reflected from a Vessel of Water in Motion."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"In this Case the principal Image is more strongly impress'd on the Mind by a Multiplication of Similes, which are the natural Product of an Imagination labouring to express something very vast."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"As some way-faring Man, who wanders o'er / In Thought, a Length of Lands he trod before, / Sends forth his active Mind from Place to Place, / Joins Hill to Dale, and measures Space with Space: / So swift flew Juno to the blest Abodes, / If Thought of Man can match the Speed of Gods."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"He sprinkles healing Balmes, to Anguish kind, / And adds Discourse, the Med'cine of the Mind."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Pensive he sate; for all that Fate design'd, /Rose in sad Prospect to his boding Mind. / Thus to his Soul he said."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Far, far too dear to ev'ry mortal Breast, / Sweet to the Soul, as Hony to the Taste; / Gath'ring like Vapours of a noxious kind / From fiery Blood, and dark'ning all the Mind."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"He turns the radiant Gift; and feeds his Mind / On all th'immortal Artist had design'd."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"But now alas! to Death's cold Arms resign'd, / What Banquet but Revenge can glad my Mind?"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)