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Cursed be the verse, how well so e'er it flow, That tends to make one worthy man my foe.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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And hence one master-passion in the breast, Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest.
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But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse Sharp Boreas blows, and nature feels decay, Time conquers all, and we must time obey.
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Judges and senates have been bought for gold Esteem and love were never to be sold.
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If, presume not to God to scan The proper study of Mankind is Man. Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state, a being darkly wise, and rudely great.
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Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect.
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What Tully said of war may be applied to disputing: It should be always so managed as to remember that the only true end of it is peace. But generally true disputants are like true sportsmen,--their whole delight is in the pursuit and the disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.
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What's fame? a fancy'd life in other's breath. A thing beyond us, even before our death.
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But Satan now is wiser than of yore, and tempts by making rich, not making poor.
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A disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.
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Wise wretch! with pleasures too refined to please, With too much spirit to be e'er at ease, With too much quickness ever to be taught, With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
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Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
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Mankind is unamendable.
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Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
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Such as are still observing upon others are like those who are always abroad at other men's houses, reforming everything there while their own runs to ruin.
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But touch me, and no minister so sore. Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme, Sacred to ridicule his whole life long, And the sad burthen of some merry song.
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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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Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.
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Love the offender, yet detest the offense.
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But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain. The wond'ring forests soon should dance again The moving mountains hear the powerful call. And headlong streams hand listening in their fall!
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A king may be a tool, a thing of straw but if he serves to frighten our enemies, and secure our property, it is well enough a scarecrow is a thing of straw, but it protects the corn.
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