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Words are like Leaves and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.
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, Hope, and Joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, Fear, and Grief, the family of pain, These mix'd with art, and to due bounds confin'd Make and maintain the balance of the mind.
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Pleas'd look forward, pleas'd to look behind,And count each birthday with a grateful mind.
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In a sadly pleasing strain, let the warbling lute complain.
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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 thee I dim these eye and stuff this head With all such reading as was never read.
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No creature smarts so little as a fool.
Alexander Pope
If faith itself has different dresses worn, What wonder modes in wit should take their turn?
Alexander Pope
In lazy apathy let stoics boast, their virtue fix'd: 't is fix'd as in a frost contracted all, retiring to the breast but strength of mind is exercise, not rest.
Alexander Pope
Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
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What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good-humor still whate'er we lose? And trust me, dear, good-humor can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail.
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True friendship's laws are by this rule express'd, Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
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The approach of night The skies yet blushing with departing light, When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade, And the low sun had lengthen'd ev'ry shade.
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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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The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read With loads of learned lumber in his head.
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The Right Divine of Kings to govern wrong.
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The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
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A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.
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O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.
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Of little use, the man you may suppose, Who says in verse what others say in prose Yet let me show a poet's of some weight, And (though no soldier) useful to the state, What will a child learn sooner than a song? What better teach a foreigner the tongue? What's long or short, each accent where to place And speak in public with some sort of grace?
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But honest instinct comes a volunteer Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short in human wit.
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