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Act well your part, there all the honour lies.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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chaos of thought and passion, all confus'd.
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Fickle Fortune reigns, and, undiscerning, scatters crowns and chains.
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Mankind is unamendable.
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Love finds an altar for forbidden fires.
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When I die, I should be ashamed to leave enough to build me a monument if there were a wanting friend above ground. I would enjoy the pleasure of what I give by giving it alive and seeing another enjoy it.
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The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
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How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot A heap of dust alone remains of thee 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
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What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.
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By music minds an equal temper know, Nor swell too high, nor sink too low. . . . . Warriors she fires with animated sounds. Pours balm into the bleeding lover's wounds.
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I think a good deal may be said to extenuate the fault of bad Poets. What we call a Genius, is hard to be distinguish'd by a man himself, from a strong inclination: and if his genius be ever so great, he can not at first discover it any other way, than by giving way to that prevalent propensity which renders him the more liable to be mistaken.
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The dances ended, all the fairy train For pinks and daisies search'd the flow'ry plain.
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Sometimes virtue starves while vice is fed.
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Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words,-health, peace, and competence.
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Who dare to love their country, and be poor.
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Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
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Why did I write? What sin to me unknown dipped me in ink, my parents , or my own?
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