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Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Modest plainness sets off sprightly wit, For works may have more with than does 'em good, As bodies perish through excess of blood.
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'Tis not enough your counsel still be true Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do.
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How index-learning turns no student pale, Yet holds the eel of science by the tail!
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Envy, to which th' ignoble mind's a slave, Is emulation in the learn'd or brave.
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When to mischief mortals bend their will, how soon they find it instruments of ill.
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Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow The rest is all but leather and prunello.
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Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words,-health, peace, and competence.
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Who combats bravely is not therefore brave, He dreads a death-bed like the meanest slave: Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise,- His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.
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Still follow sense, of ev'ry art the soul, Parts answering parts shall slide into a whole.
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Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O grave! where is thy victory? O death! where is thy sting?
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The zeal of fools offends at any time.
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Drink is the feast of reason and the flow of soul.
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Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.
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Pleasure, or wrong or rightly understood, Our greatest evil, or our greatest good.
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And write about it, Goddess, and about it!
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Reason, however able, cool at best, Cares not for service, or but serves when prest, Stays till we call, and then not often near.
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Talk what you will of taste, my friend, you'll find two of a face as soon as of a mind.
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Some praise at morning what they blame at night, but always think the last opinion right.
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There never was any party, faction, sect, or cabal whatsoever, in which the most ignorant were not the most violent for a bee is not a busier animal than a blockhead.
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