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As the twig is bent, so grows the tree.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Lo! the poor Indian! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way.
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Like bubbles on the sea of matter borne, They rise, they break, and to that sea return.
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An excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie for an excuse is a lie guarded.
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Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
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I have more zeal than wit.
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Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust, Yet cry, if man's unhappy, God's unjust.
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Our rural ancestors, with little blest, Patient of labor when the end was rest, Indulged the day that housed their annual grain, With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain.
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How Instinct varies in the grov'ling swine.
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Search then the ruling passion: This clue, once found, unravels all the rest.
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There is a majesty in simplicity.
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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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Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
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It is sure the hardest science to forget!
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Nor in the critic let the man be lost.
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For thee I dim these eye and stuff this head With all such reading as was never read.
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Wine lets no lover unrewarded go.
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Love, Hope, and Joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, Fear, and Grief, the family of pain, These mix'd with art, and to due bounds confin'd Make and maintain the balance of the mind.
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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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Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
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Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are fluttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go. O never fear, lads, naught's to dread, Look not to left nor right: In all the endless road you tread There's nothing but the night.
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