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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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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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What so pure, which envious tongues will spare? Some wicked wits have libell'd all the fair, With matchless impudence they style a wife, The dear-bought curse, and lawful plague of life A bosom serpent, a domestic evil, A night invasion, and a mid-day devil Let not the wise these sland'rous words regard, But curse the bones of ev'ry living bard.
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The light of Heaven restore Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
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Then from the Mint walks forth the man of rhyme, Happy to catch me, just at dinner-time.
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What Tully said of war may be applied to disputing: It should be always so managed as to remember that the only true end of it is peace. But generally true disputants are like true sportsmen,--their whole delight is in the pursuit and the disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.
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Mark what unvary'd laws preserve each state, Laws wise as Nature, and as fixed as Fate.
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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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Give me again my hollow tree A crust of bread, and liberty!
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But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
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Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
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Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.
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I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.
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Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words,-health, peace, and competence.
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But touch me, and no minister so sore. Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme, Sacred to ridicule his whole life long, And the sad burthen of some merry song.
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Virtue alone is happiness below.
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A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state.
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Our business in the field of fight, Is not to question, but to prove our might.
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Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
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Fix'd like a plant on his peculiar spot, To draw nutrition, propagate and rot.
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When much dispute has past, we find our tenets just the same as last.
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Drink is the feast of reason and the flow of soul.
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