Means not, but blunders round about a meaning; And he whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad.


Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to Imitations of Horace, l. 186

Alexander Pope Quotes

Means not, but blunders round about a meaning; And he whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad.

Means not, but blunders round about a meaning; And he whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad.

Means not, but blunders round about a meaning; And he whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad.

Means not, but blunders round about a meaning; And he whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad.