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Absent or dead, still let a friend be dear.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Some men's wit is like a dark lantern, which serves their own turn and guides them their own way, but is never known (according to the Scripture phrase) either to shine forth before men, or to glorify their Father in heaven.
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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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Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield Learn from the beasts the physic of the field The arts of building from the bee receive Learn of the mole to plow, the worm to weave.
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Cavil you may, but never criticise.
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Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!
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Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise Laugh where we must, be candid where we can, But vindicate the ways of God to man.
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It is not so much the being exempt from faults, as having overcome them, that is an advantage to us.
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Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
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The approach of night The skies yet blushing with departing light, When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade, And the low sun had lengthen'd ev'ry shade.
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For he lives twice who can at once employ, The present well, and e'en the past enjoy.
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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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See the wild Waste of all-devouring years! How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears, With nodding arches, broken temples spread! The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!
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Wit is the lowest form of humor.
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The lot of man - to suffer and to die.
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Genuine religion is not so much a matter of feeling as a matter of principle.
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Dulness! whose good old cause I yet defend, With whom my muse began, with who shall end.
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Old men, for the most part, are like old chronicles that give you dull but true accounts of times past, and are worth knowing only on that score.
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Fondly we think we honor merit then, when we but praise ourselves in other men.
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See! From the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.
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A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows.
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