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Gott schickt das Böse nicht: verstehn wir es recht, das Böse, das uns trifft, ist das allgemein Gute.
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Schriftsteller, Übersetzer, Herausgeber, Dichter, "Pastorals", "Essay on Criticism", "The Rape of the Lock - Der Lockenraub", "The Dunciad", "Windsor Forest", (England, 1688 - 1744).
Alexander Pope · Geburtsdatum · Sterbedatum
Alexander Pope wäre heute 336 Jahre, 8 Monate, 13 Tage oder 122.979 Tage alt.
Geboren am 21.05.1688 in London
Gestorben am 30.05.1744 in Twickenham/London
Sternzeichen: ♊ Zwillinge
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Weitere 297 Zitate von Alexander Pope
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Gentle Dullness ever loves a joke.
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Get place and wealth, if possible, with grace; If not, by any means get wealth and place.
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Go, teach Eternal Wisdom how to rule- Then drop into thyself, and be a fool!
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Great wits may sometimes gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend. From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.
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Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground.
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He knows to live who keeps the middle state.
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He that would pun would pick a pocket.
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He who tells a lie is not sensible how great a task he undertakes; for he must invent twenty more to maintain that one.
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He's armed without that's innocent within.
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Health consists with Temperance alone.
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Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate.
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Hell was built on spite, and Heaven on pride.
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Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.
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Here files of pins extend their shining rows, Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux.
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Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water seem to strive again; Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
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Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take-and sometimes tea.
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Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise!
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Honour and shame from no condition rise; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
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Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
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How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot.