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For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Go, wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense weigh thy opinion against Providence.
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Presumptuous Man! the reason wouldst thou find,Why form'd so weak, so little, and so blind?First, if thou canst, the harder reason guess,Why form'd no weaker, blinder, and no less!Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are madeTaller or stronger than the weeds they shade?Or ask of yonder argent fields above,Why Jove's Satellites are less than Jove?
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Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne.
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New, distant Scenes of endless Science rise: So pleas'd at first, the towring Alps we try.
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But see how oft ambition's aims are cross'd, and chiefs contend 'til all the prize is lost!
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Ladies, like variegated tulips, show 'Tis to their changes half their charms we owe.
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Taste, that eternal wanderer, which flies From head to ears, and now from ears to eyes.
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Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man A mighty maze! but not without a plan.
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Interspersed in lawn and opening glades, Thin trees arise that shun each others' shades.
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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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Then marble, soften'd into life, grew warm.
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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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Physicians are in general the most amiable companions and the best friends, as well as the most learned men I know.
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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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A good-natured man has the whole world to be happy out of.
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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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Wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
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Tis thus the mercury of man is fix'd, Strong grows the virtue with his nature mix'd.
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Whate'er the passion, knowledge, fame, or pelf, Not one will change his neighbor with himself.
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Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
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