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He best can paint them who shall feel them most.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Cavil you may, but never criticise.
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The dances ended, all the fairy train For pinks and daisies search'd the flow'ry plain.
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The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.
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Nor in the critic let the man be lost.
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Not always actions show the man we find who does a kindness is not therefore kind.
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It is sure the hardest science to forget!
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Be silent always when you doubt your sense.
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A little learning is a dangerous thing.
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Genius creates, and taste preserves.
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Court-virtues bear, like gems, the highest rate, Born where Heav'n influence scarce can penetrate. In life's low vale, the soil the virtues like, They please as beauties, here as wonders strike.
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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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Praise is like ambergrease: a little whiff of it, and by snatches, is very agreeable but when a man holds a whole lump of it to your nose, it is a stink, and strikes you down.
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Then sculpture and her sister arts revived stones leaped to form, and rocks began to live.
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But see, the shepherds shun the noonday heat, The lowing herds to murmuring brooks retreat, To closer shades the panting flocks remove Ye gods! And is there no relief for love?
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Thus unlamented pass the proud away, The gaze of fools and pageant of a day So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow For others' good, or melt at others' woe.
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Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.
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But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state?
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Cursed be the verse, how well so e'er it flow, That tends to make one worthy man my foe.
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Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.
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