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Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
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Genius involves both envy and calumny.
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It is very natural for a young friend and a young lover to think the persons they love have nothing to do but to please them.
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Passions are the gales of life.
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See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of Casuistry heap'd o'er her head! Philosophy, that lean'd on Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly!
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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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Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!
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Vices and virtues are of a strange nature, for the more we have, the fewer we think we have.
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The proper study of Mankind is Man.
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While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.
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What is it to be wise? 'Tis but to know how little can be known, To see all others' faults, and feel our own.
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Music the fiercest grief can charm, And fate's severest rage disarm. Music can soften pain to ease, And make despair and madness please Our joys below it can improve, And antedate the bliss above.
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Dear, damned, distracting town, farewell! Thy fools no more I'll tease: This year in peace, ye critics, dwell, Ye harlots, sleep at ease!
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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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Women use lovers as they do cards they play with them a while, and when they have got all they can by them, throw them away, call for new ones, and then perhaps lose by the new all they got by the old ones.
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Placed on this isthmus of a middle state.
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Two women seldom grow intimate but at the expense of a third person they make friendships as kings of old made leagues, who sacrificed some poor animal betwixt them, and commenced strict allies so the ladies, after they have pulled some character to pieces, are from henceforth inviolable friends.
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True Wit is Nature to advantage dress'd What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd Something whose truth convinced at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind. As shades more sweetly recommend the light, So modest plainness sets off sprightly wit.
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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
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But touch me, and no minister so sore. Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme, Sacred to ridicule his whole life long, And the sad burthen of some merry song.
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