A brave man thinks no one his superior who does him an injury, for he has it then in his power to make himself superior to the other by forgiving it.
Alexander PopeThen, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Alexander PopeThere goes a saying, and 'twas shrewdly said, ''Old fish at table, but young flesh in bed.
Alexander Pope