Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"For as in Bodies, thus in Souls, we find / What wants in Blood and Spirits, swell'd with Wind: / Pride, where Wit fails, steps in to our Defence, / And fills up all the mighty Void of Sense!"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"A little Learning is a dang'rous thing; / Drink deep, or taste not the Piërian spring: / There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, / And drinking largely sobers us again."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"While from the bounded level of our mind, / Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind, / But more advanc'd, behold with strange surprize / New distant scenes of endless science rise!"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"True Wit is Nature to Advantage drest, / What oft was Thought, but ne'er so well Exprest; / Something, whose Truth convinc'd at Sight we find, / That gives us back the Image of our Mind."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"Expression is the dress of thought, and still / Appears more decent, as more suitable."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"But if in noble minds some dregs remain, / Not yet purg'd off, of spleen and sour disdain; / Discharge that rage on more provoking crimes, / Nor fear a dearth in these flagitious times."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"With Tyranny, then Superstition join'd, / As that the body, this enslav'd the mind."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"If once right Reason drives that Cloud away, / Truth breaks upon us with resistless Day."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none / Go just alike, yet each believes his own."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"There are whom heav'n has blest with store of wit, / Yet want as much again to manage it; / For wit and judgment ever are at strife, / Tho' meant each other's aid, like man and wife."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)