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Chaos of thought and passion, all confused Still by himself abused or disabused Created half to rise, and half to fall Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled,- The glory, jest, and riddle of the world.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Where beams of imagination play, the memory's soft figures melt away.
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Authors are partial to their wit, 'tis true, But are not critics to their judgment, too?
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Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.
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Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, and fills up all the mighty void of sense.
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From the moment one sets up for an author, one must be treated as ceremoniously, that is as unfaithfully, as a king's favorite or a king.
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Some praise at morning what they blame at night, but always think the last opinion right.
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Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
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What is it to be wise? 'Tis but to know how little can be known, To see all others' faults, and feel our own.
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Order is Heaven's first law and this confessed, some are, and must be, greater than the rest, more rich, more wise but who infers from hence that such are happier, shocks all common sense. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing bliss is the same in subject or in king.
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And each blasphemer quite escape the rod, Because the insult's not on man, but God?
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For forms of government, let fools contest Whate'er is best administered, is best.
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Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great... He hangs between in doubt to act or rest In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast In doubt his mind or body to prefer Born to die, and reasoning but to err.
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