All Quotes by The Dunciad
“O thou! whatever title please thine ear,Or laugh and shake in Rabelais' easy chair.”
“Poetic Justice, with her lifted scale,And solid pudding against empty praise.”
“While pensive poets painful vigils keep,Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep.”
“Next o'er his books his eyes begin to roll,And suck'd all o'er like an industrious bug.”
“Or where the pictures for the page atone,And Quarles is saved by beauties not his own.”
“Soon to that mass of nonsense to return,Where things destroy'd are swept to things unborn.”
“A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.”
“But blind to former, as to future Fate,What mortal knows his pre-existent state?”
“Till Peter's keys some christen'd Jove adorn,And Pan to Moses lends his pagan horn.”
“Peeled, patched, and piebald, linsey-woolsey brothers,That once was Britain.”
“Immortal Rich! how calm he sits at ease, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.”
“To aid our cause, if Heav'n thou can'st not bend,Hell thou shalt move.”
“A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.”
“The Right Divine of Kings to govern wrong.”
“Stuff the headAnd write about it, Goddess, and about it.”
“To happy convents, bosomed deep in vines,Where slumber abbots, purple as their wines.”
“Led by my hand, he sauntered Europe round,And gathered every vice on Christian ground.”
“Philosophy, that lean'd on heaven before,And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense!”
“Religion blushing veils her sacred fires,And universal darkness buries all.”