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The bookful blockhead ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears. All books he reads, and all he reads assails.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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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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Count all th' advantage prosperous Vice attains, 'Tis but what Virtue flies from and disdains: And grant the bad what happiness they would, One they must want--which is, to pass for good.
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And each blasphemer quite escape the rod, Because the insult's not on man, but God?
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Satire or sense, alas! Can Sporus feel? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel?
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