The meeting points the sacred hair dissever

From the fair head, forever, and forever!

The Rape of the Lock. Canto iii. Line 153.

Sir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain,

And the nice conduct of a clouded cane.

The Rape of the Lock. Canto iv. Line 123.

Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.

The Rape of the Lock. Canto v. Line 34.

Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigued, I said;

Tie up the knocker! say I 'm sick, I 'm dead.