What did Alexander Pope mean by: Is not absence death to those who love? - Alexander Pope Poet · England Copy
+ And hence one master-passion in the breast, Like Aaron’s serpent, swallows up the rest. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Breasts, Masters, Passion, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Heaven breathes thro’ ev’ry member of the whole One common blessing, as one common soul. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Blessing, Heaven, Soul, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ The light of Heaven restore; Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 11, 2024, Alexander Pope, Light, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Fame can never make us lie down contentedly on a deathbed. Feraz Zeid, October 22, 2023December 26, 2023, Alexander Pope, Death, Fame, Lying, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Superstition is the spleen of the soul. Feraz Zeid, October 15, 2023December 26, 2023, Alexander Pope, Soul, Superstitions, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ No more the mounting larks, while Daphne sings, Shall, list’ning, in mid-air suspend their wings. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Air, Wings, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Luxurious lobster-nights, farewell, For sober, studious days! Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Farewell, Luxury, Night, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Good-nature and good-sense must ever join; To err is human, to forgive, divine. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Divine, Forgiveness, Forgiving, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France