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Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Sure of their qualities and demanding praise, more go to ruined fortunes than are raised.
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At every trifle take offense, that always shows great pride or little sense.
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Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
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Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
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Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.
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Others import yet nobler arts from France, Teach kings to fiddle, and make senates dance.
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Mark what unvary'd laws preserve each state, Laws wise as Nature, and as fixed as Fate.
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