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I am his Highness' dog at Kew Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!
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Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius without taste, genius is only sublime folly.
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Art still followed where Rome's eagles flew.
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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, however able, cool at best, Cares not for service, or but serves when prest, Stays till we call, and then not often near.
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What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards? Alas! not all the blood, of all the Howards.
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The pure and noble, the graceful and dignified, simplicity of language is nowhere in such perfection as in the Scriptures and Homer. The whole book of Job, with regard both to sublimity of thought and morality, exceeds, beyond all comparison, the most noble parts of Homer.
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Why did I write? whose sin to me unknown Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.
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Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
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And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances and the public show.
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Good-humor only teaches charms to last, Still makes new conquests and maintains the past.
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When to the Permanent is sacrificed the Mutable, the prize is thine: the drop returneth whence it came. The Open Path leads to the changeless change - Non-Being, the glorious state of Absoluteness, the Bliss past human thought.
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