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But honest instinct comes a volunteer Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short in human wit.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.
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Tis true, 'tis certain man, though dead, retains Part of himself the immortal mind remains.
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Where's the man who counsel can bestow, still pleased to teach, and yet not proud to know.
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The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, and wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
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