Quote #55
If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
More from Alexander Pope
- On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore.
- Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare, And beauty draws us with a single hair.
- And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.
- Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take - and sometimes tea.
- What dire offense from amorous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things!
- At every word a reputation dies.
- Ignobly vain, and impotently great.
- The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.