The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
Quotes from The Rape of the Lock — Alexander Pope
1688–1744 England
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If to her share some female errors fall
Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
The doubtful beam long nods from side to side.
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll;
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
With varying vanities, from ev'ry part,
They shift the moving toyshop of their heart.
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs,
What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
What dire offence from amorous causes springs,
What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe,
That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
But see how oft ambition's aims are cross'd,
And chiefs contend 'til all the prize is lost!
Here files of pins extend their shining rows,
Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux.
And soften'd sounds along the waters die:
Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play.
Bright as the sun her eyes the gazers strike,
And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
When to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find it instruments of ill.
Sir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain,
And the nice conduct of a clouded cane.
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare,
And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare,
And beauty draws us with a single hair.
There Affectation, with a sickly mien,
Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen.
Hoary whiskers and a forky beard.
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