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And little eagles wave their wings in gold.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Love the offender, yet detest the offense.
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Who sees pale Mammom pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor.
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Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn, Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.
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O happiness! our being's end and aim! Good, pleasure, ease, content! whate'er thy name: That something still which prompts the eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die.
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The man that loves and laughs must sure do well.
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She went from opera, park, assembly, play, To morning walks, and prayers three hours a day. To part her time 'twixt reading and bohea, To muse, and spill her solitary tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon.
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A little learning is a dangerous thing drink of it deeply, or taste it not, for shallow thoughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking deeply sobers us again.
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And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.
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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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You beat your Pate, and fancy Wit will come: Knock as you please, there's no body at home.
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But touch me, and no minister so sore. Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme, Sacred to ridicule his whole life long, And the sad burthen of some merry song.
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Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.
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To what base ends, and by what abject ways, Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!
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Vast chain of being! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach, from infinite to Thee, From Thee to nothing.
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