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Never find fault with the absent.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Love the offender, yet detest the offense.
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Know then, unnumber'd Spirits round thee fly, The light Militia of the lower sky.
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Go, wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense weigh thy opinion against Providence.
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Never elated while one man's oppress'd Never dejected while another's blessed.
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Whether the darken'd room to muse invite, Or whiten'd wall provoke the skew'r to write In durance, exile, Bedlam, or the Mint, Like Lee or Budgel I will rhyme and print.
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Pretty conceptions, fine metaphors, glittering expressions, and something of a neat cast of verse are properly the dress, gems, or loose ornaments of poetry.
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Consult the genius of the place, that paints as you plant, and as you work.
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The proper study of Mankind is Man.
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Unblemish'd let me live or die unknown Oh, grant an honest fame, or grant me none!
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I would not be like those Authors, who forgive themselves some particular lines for the sake of a whole Poem, and vice versa a whole Poem for the sake of some particular lines. I believe no one qualification is so likely to make a good writer, as the power of rejecting his own thoughts.
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Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
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For what I have publish'd, I can only hope to be pardon'd but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais'd.
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Of fight or fly, This choice is left ye, to resist or die.
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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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The bookful blockhead ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears. All books he reads, and all he reads assails.
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O Love! for Sylvia let me gain the prize, And make my tongue victorious as her eyes.
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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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With sharpen'd sight pale Antiquaries pore, Th' inscription value, but the rust adore. This the blue varnish, that the green endears The sacred rust of twice ten hundred years.
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Ye gods, annihilate but space and time, And make two lovers happy.
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Some praise at morning what they blame at night, but always think the last opinion right.
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