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When rumours increase, and when there is an abundance of noise and clamour, believe the second report.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Poets like painters, thus unskilled to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art. True wit is Nature to advantage dressed, What oft was thought, but ne'er so well expressed.
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What Reason weaves, by Passion is undone.
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Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.
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Beauty draws us with a single hair.
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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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But Satan now is wiser than of yore, and tempts by making rich, not making poor.
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Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild In Wit a man Simplicity, a child.
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Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
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But those who cannot write, and those who can, All rhyme, and scrawl, and scribble, to a man.
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Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below?
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Education forms the common mind.
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Superstition is the spleen of the soul.
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See how the World its Veterans rewards! A Youth of Frolics, an old Age of Cards Fair to no purpose, artful to no end, Young without Lovers, old without a Friend A Fop their Passion, but their Prize a Sot Alive ridiculous, and dead forgot.
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Poets heap virtues, painters gems, at will, And show their zeal, and hide their want of skill.
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Death, only death, can break the lasting chain And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain
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