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Old men, for the most part, are like old chronicles that give you dull but true accounts of times past, and are worth knowing only on that score.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of Casuistry heap'd o'er her head! Philosophy, that lean'd on Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly!
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Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.
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At every trifle take offense, that always shows great pride or little sense.
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Hope humbly then with trembling pinions soar Wait the great teacher, Death, and God adore What future bliss He gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now.
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Some place the bliss in action, some in ease, Those call it pleasure, and contentment these.
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The lot of man - to suffer and to die.
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Our grandsire, Adam, ere of Eve possesst, Alone, and e'en in Paradise unblest, With mournful looks the blissful scenes survey'd, And wander'd in the solitary shade. The Maker say, took pity, and bestow'd Woman, the last, the best reserv'd of God.
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A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.
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