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Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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the City
Pope the Poet
Alexander I Pope
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Life
Honour
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Learn to live well, or fairly make your will You've play'd, and lov'd, and ate, and drank your fill: Walk sober off, before a sprightlier age Comes titt'ring on, and shoves you from the stage.
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The grave unites where e'en the great find rest, And blended lie th' oppressor and th' oppressed!
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Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
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Yes, I am proud I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God, afraid of me.
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Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis true the hardest science to forget.
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True disputants are like true sportsmen: their whole delight is in the pursuit.
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Cavil you may, but never criticise.
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While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.
Alexander Pope
Never find fault with the absent.
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All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
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Interspersed in lawn and opening glades, Thin trees arise that shun each others' shades.
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To Him no high, no low, no great, no small He fills, He bounds, connects and equals all!
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For when success a lover's toil attends,Few ask, if fraud or force attain'd his ends
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Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
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Old politicians chew on wisdom past, And totter on in business to the last.
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Words are like Leaves and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.
Alexander Pope
But just disease to luxury succeeds, And ev'ry death its own avenger breeds.
Alexander Pope
Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend.
Alexander Pope
Honor and shame from no condition rise. Act well your part: there all the honor lies.
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Alas! the small discredit of a bribe Scarce hurts the lawyer, but undoes the scribe.
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