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Conceit is to nature what paint is to beauty it is not only needless, but it impairs what it would improve.
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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Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
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Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.
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And binding nature fast in fate, Left free the human will.
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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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For forms of faith let graceless zealots fight his can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
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Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild In Wit a man Simplicity, a child.
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I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.
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Still when the lust of tyrant power succeeds, some Athens perishes, or some Tully bleeds.
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