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Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild In Wit a man Simplicity, a child.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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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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Offend her, and she knows not to forgive Oblige her, and she'll hate you while you live.
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Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or offend, Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.
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Fix'd like a plant on his peculiar spot, To draw nutrition, propagate and rot.
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Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain Here earth and water seem to strive again, Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
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