All men that are ruined, are ruined on the side of their natural propensities.Edmund BurkeWrite now →Details & source
Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound.Alexander PopeWrite now →Details & source
But war's a game which were their subjects wise Kings would not play at.William CowperWrite now →Details & source
None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd A thought, and claims the homage of…Lord ByronWrite now →Details & source
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.William ShakespeareWrite now →Details & source
And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, An…Henry Wadsworth LongfellowWrite now →Details & source
The worst is not So long as we can say, "This is the worst."William ShakespeareWrite now →Details & source
Refrain to-night, And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence: the next more easy; For use almost c…William ShakespeareWrite now →Details & source
But for the unquiet heart and brain A use in measured language lies; The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotics nu…Alfred TennysonWrite now →Details & source
The flighty purpose never is o'ertook, Unless the deed go with it.William ShakespeareWrite now →Details & source
O Love! they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow f…Alfred TennysonWrite now →Details & source
Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our …Robert BrowningWrite now →Details & source
The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Or…Joseph AddisonWrite now →Details & source
That virtue only makes our bliss below, And all our knowledge is ourselves to know.Alexander PopeWrite now →Details & source
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto…William ShakespeareWrite now →Details & source
I am as a weed Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.Lord ByronWrite now →Details & source
Honour and shame from no condition rise; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.Alexander PopeWrite now →Details & source
Be kind to my remains; and oh defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend!John DrydenWrite now →Details & source
We hold that the most wonderful and splendid proof of genius is a great poem produced in a civilized age.Thomas Babington MacaulayWrite now →Details & source