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To teach vain Wits that Science little known, T' admire Superior Sense, and doubt their own!
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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To the Elysian shades dismiss my soul, where no carnation fades.
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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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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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The pure and noble, the graceful and dignified, simplicity of language is nowhere in such perfection as in the Scriptures and Homer. The whole book of Job, with regard both to sublimity of thought and morality, exceeds, beyond all comparison, the most noble parts of Homer.
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True disputants are like true sportsmen: their whole delight is in the pursuit.
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How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
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A long, exact, and serious comedy In every scene some moral let it teach, And, if it can, at once both please and preach.
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Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Alexander Pope
Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.
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Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
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The race by vigour, not by vaunts, is won.
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Is it, in heav'n, a crime to love too well?
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Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man A mighty maze! but not without a plan.
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Oh, when shall Britain, conscious of her claim, Stand emulous of Greek and Roman fame? In living medals see her wars enroll'd, And vanquished realms supply recording gold?
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Trade it may help, society extend, But lures the Pirate, ant corrupts the friend: It raises armies in a nation's aid, But bribes a senate, and the land's betray'd.
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Say, will the falcon, stooping from above, Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove? Admires the jay the insect's gilded wings? Or hears the hawk when Philomela sings?
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A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state.
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Know, Nature's children all divide her care, The fur that warms a monarch warmed a bear.
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Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!
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But if you'll prosper, mark what I advise, Whom age, and long experience render wise.
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