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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian.
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To pardon those absurdities in ourselves which we cannot suffer in others is neither better nor worse than to be more willing to be fools ourselves than to have others so.
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True disputants are like true sportsmen: their whole delight is in the pursuit.
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Know then thyself, presume not God to scan The proper study of mankind is man.
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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
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But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain. The wond'ring forests soon should dance again The moving mountains hear the powerful call. And headlong streams hand listening in their fall!
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All seems infected that th' infected spy, As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.
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I lose my patience, and I own it too, When works are censur'd, not as bad but new While if our Elders break all reason's laws, These fools demand not pardon but Applause.
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The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read With loads of learned lumber in his head.
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There is but one way I know of conversing safely with all men that is, not by concealing what we say or do, but by saying or doing nothing that deserves to be concealed.
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What so pure, which envious tongues will spare? Some wicked wits have libell'd all the fair, With matchless impudence they style a wife, The dear-bought curse, and lawful plague of life A bosom serpent, a domestic evil, A night invasion, and a mid-day devil Let not the wise these sland'rous words regard, But curse the bones of ev'ry living bard.
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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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How vast a memory has Love!
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Pleasures are ever in our hands or eyes And when in act they cease, in prospect rise.
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Nothing can be more shocking and horrid than one of our kitchens sprinkled with blood, and abounding with the cries of expiring victims or with the limbs of dead animals scattered or hung up here and there.
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To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite, who never mentions hell to ears polite.
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But just disease to luxury succeeds, And ev'ry death its own avenger breeds.
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How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?
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All nature mourns, the skies relent in showers hushed are the birds, and closed the drooping flowers.
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Court-virtues bear, like gems, the highest rate, Born where Heav'n influence scarce can penetrate. In life's low vale, the soil the virtues like, They please as beauties, here as wonders strike.
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