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Woman's at best a contradiction still.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes: the glorious fault of angels and of gods.
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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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Trade it may help, society extend, But lures the Pirate, ant corrupts the friend: It raises armies in a nation's aid, But bribes a senate, and the land's betray'd.
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A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.
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And write about it, Goddess, and about it!
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Virtue may choose the high or low degree, 'Tis just alike to virtue, and to me Dwell in a monk, or light upon a king, She's still the same belov'd, contented thing.
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Every woman is at heart a rake.
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Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!
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To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.
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See plastic Nature working to this end, The single atoms each to other tend, Attract, attracted to, the next in place Form'd and impell'd its neighbor to embrace.
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A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.
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Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend.
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Heaven gave to woman the peculiar grace To spin, to weep, and cully human race.
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The hog that ploughs not, not obeys thy call, Lives on the labours of this lord of all.
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To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each Seene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage.
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Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust.
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Vast chain of being! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach, from infinite to Thee, From Thee to nothing.
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Presumptuous Man! the reason wouldst thou find,Why form'd so weak, so little, and so blind?First, if thou canst, the harder reason guess,Why form'd no weaker, blinder, and no less!Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are madeTaller or stronger than the weeds they shade?Or ask of yonder argent fields above,Why Jove's Satellites are less than Jove?
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Fickle Fortune reigns, and, undiscerning, scatters crowns and chains.
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We may see the small value God has for riches, by the people he gives them to.
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