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So vast is art, so narrow human wit.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Do you find yourself making excuses when you do not perform? Shed the excuses and face reality. Excuses are the loser's way out. They will mar your credibility and stunt your personal growth.
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Let sinful bachelors their woes deplore full well they merit all they feel, and more: unaw by precepts, human or divine, like birds and beasts, promiscuously they join.
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The world is a thing we must of necessity either laugh at or be angry at if we laugh at it, they say we are proud if we are angry at it, they say we are ill-natured.
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But to the world no bugbear is so great, As want of figure and a small estate.
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To teach vain Wits that Science little known, T' admire Superior Sense, and doubt their own!
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There are certain times when most people are in a disposition of being informed, and 'tis incredible what a vast good a little truth might do, spoken in such seasons.
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Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
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No more the mounting larks, while Daphne sings, Shall, list'ning, in mid-air suspend their wings.
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Oh! be thou blest with all that Heaven can send, Long health, long youth, long pleasure-and a friend.
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All nature's diff'rence keeps all nature's peace.
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The ruling passion, be it what it will. The ruling passion conquers reason still.
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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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Oh! if to dance all night, and dress all day, Charm'd the small-pox, or chas'd old age away . . . . To patch, nay ogle, might become a saint, Nor could it sure be such a sin to paint.
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E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.
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Horses (thou say'st) and asses men may try, And ring suspected vessels ere they buy But wives, a random choice, untried they take They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake Then, nor till then, the veil's removed away, And all the woman glares in open day.
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Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance.
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How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
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Whenever I find a great deal of gratitude in a poor man, I take it for granted there would be as much generosity if he were a rich man.
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In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies All quit their sphere and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the bless'd abodes, Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
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In vain sedate reflections we would make When half our knowledge we must snatch, not take.
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