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Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.
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Some are bewildered in the maze of schools, And some made coxcombs nature meant but fools.
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Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.
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Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis true the hardest science to forget.
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And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.
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One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.
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Still follow sense, of ev'ry art the soul, Parts answering parts shall slide into a whole.
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Poets like painters, thus unskilled to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art. True wit is Nature to advantage dressed, What oft was thought, but ne'er so well expressed.
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Drink is the feast of reason and the flow of soul.
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Oh, blindness to the future! kindly giv'n, That each may fill the circle mark'd by heaven.
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Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.
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Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, content to dwell in decencies for ever.
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But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
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Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother About one vice and fall into another.
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For wit and judgment often are at strife, Though meant each other's aid, like man and wife.
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Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.
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Who know but He, whose hand the lightning forms, Who heaves old ocean, and who wings the storms, Pours fierce ambition in a Caesar's mind.
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Sometimes virtue starves while vice is fed.
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Thus God and nature linked the gen'ral frame, And bade self-love and social be the same.
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No, make me mistress to the man I love If there be yet another name more free More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
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