What woeful stuff this madrigal would be,
In some starv'd hackney sonneteer, or me!
But let a lord once own the happy lines,
How the wit brightens! how the style refines!


An Essay on Criticism, II, l. 218

Alexander Pope Quotes

What woeful stuff this madrigal would be, In some starv'd hackney sonneteer, or me! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens!...

What woeful stuff this madrigal would be, In some starv'd hackney sonneteer, or me! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens!...

What woeful stuff this madrigal would be, In some starv'd hackney sonneteer, or me! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens!...

What woeful stuff this madrigal would be, In some starv'd hackney sonneteer, or me! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens!...