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Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of art.
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No creature smarts so little as a fool.
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So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
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A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.
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Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
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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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Curse on all laws but those which love has made.
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A fly, a grape-stone, or a hair can kill.
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Conceit is to nature what paint is to beauty it is not only needless, but it impairs what it would improve.
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Death, only death, can break the lasting chain And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain
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Then sculpture and her sister arts revived stones leaped to form, and rocks began to live.
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Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
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Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss.
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Heaven forming each on other to depend, A master, or a servant, or a friend, Bids each on other for assistance call, Till one man's weakness grows the strength of all.
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Fool, 'tis in vain from wit to wit to roam: Know, sense, like charity, begins at home.
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But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain. The wond'ring forests soon should dance again The moving mountains hear the powerful call. And headlong streams hand listening in their fall!
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Truth shines the brighter, clad in verse.
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To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company. Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy opinion against Providence.
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Light quirks of music, broken and uneven,Make the soul dance upon a jig to Heav'n.
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The grave unites where e'en the great find rest, And blended lie th' oppressor and th' oppressed!
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