Careful Words

folly (n.)

  Answer a fool according to his folly.

Old Testament: Proverbs xxvi. 5.

The common curse of mankind,—folly and ignorance.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Troilus and Cressida. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies,

And catch the manners living as they rise;

Laugh where we must, be candid where we can,

But vindicate the ways of God to man.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 13.

Whether the charmer sinner it or saint it,

If folly grow romantic, I must paint it.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Moral Essays. Epistle ii. Line 15.

Where lives the man that has not tried

How mirth can into folly glide,

And folly into sin!

Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832): Bridal of Triermain. Canto i. Stanza 21.

My only books

Were woman's looks,—

And folly's all they 've taught me.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852): The Time I 've lost in wooing.

The picture placed the busts between

Adds to the thought much strength;

Wisdom and Wit are little seen,

But Folly's at full length.

Jane Brereton (1685-1740): On Beau Nash's Picture at full length between the Busts of Sir Isaac Newton and Mr. Pope.

Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Monody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 68.

Where lives the man that has not tried

How mirth can into folly glide,

And folly into sin!

Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832): Bridal of Triermain. Canto i. Stanza 21.

  Plato says, "'T is to no purpose for a sober man to knock at the door of the Muses;" and Aristotle says "that no excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of folly."

Michael De Montaigne (1533-1592): Book ii. Chap. ii. Of Drunkenness.

  The best plan is, as the common proverb has it, to profit by the folly of others.

Pliny The Elder (23-79 a d): Natural History. Book xviii. Sect. 31.

Sweet bird, that shun'st the noise of folly,

Most musical, most melancholy!

John Milton (1608-1674): Il Penseroso. Line 61.

Nor mourn the unalterable Days

That Genius goes and Folly stays.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882): In Memoriam.

Daughter of Jove, relentless power,

Thou tamer of the human breast,

Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour

The bad affright, afflict the best!

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): Hymn to Adversity.

When lovely woman stoops to folly,

And finds too late that men betray,

What charm can soothe her melancholy?

What art can wash her guilt away?

Oliver Goldsmith (1728-1774): The Hermit. On Woman. Chap. xxiv.