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He who serves his brother best gets nearer God than all the rest.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Not half so swift the trembling doves can fly, When the fierce eagle cleaves the liquid sky Not half so swiftly the fierce eagle moves, When thro' the clouds he drives the trembling doves.
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While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.
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chaos of thought and passion, all confus'd.
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Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
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But thousands die without or this or that, Die, and endow a college or a cat.
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And you, my Critics! in the chequer'd shade, Admire new light thro' holes yourselves have made.
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And die of nothing but a rage to live.
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Of fight or fly, This choice is left ye, to resist or die.
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Art still followed where Rome's eagles flew.
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Rogues in rags are kept in countenance by rogues in ruffles.
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Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.
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Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust, Yet cry, if man's unhappy, God's unjust.
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Vice is a monster of so frightful mien As to be hated needs but to be seen Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
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