What did Alexander Pope mean by: The soul’s calm sunshine, and the heartfelt joy. - Alexander Pope Poet · England Copy
+ The good must merit God’s peculiar care; But who but God can tell us who they are? Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Care, Merit, Peculiar, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state? Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Blind, Destiny, Fate, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ But see how oft ambition’s aims are cross’d, and chiefs contend ’til all the prize is lost! Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Ambitious, Crosses, Lost, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Judges and senates have been bought for gold; Esteem and love were never to be sold. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Gold, Judging, Love, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Taste, that eternal wanderer, which flies From head to ears, and now from ears to eyes. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Ears, Eye, Taste, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ As with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 17, 2024, Alexander Pope, Bottles, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die. Feraz Zeid, July 24, 2023December 12, 2023, Alexander Pope, Die, Hope, Quitting, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
+ Order is Heaven’s first law; and this confess, Some are and must be greater than the rest. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024February 18, 2024, Alexander Pope, Heaven, Law, 0 - Alexander Pope Poet · England
The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art made by the people for the people, as a joy to the maker and the user. - William Morris Designer · England
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
