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E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Chaos of thought and passion, all confused Still by himself abused or disabused Created half to rise, and half to fall Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled,- The glory, jest, and riddle of the world.
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False happiness is like false money it passes for a time as well as the true, and serves some ordinary occasions but when it is brought to the touch, we find the lightness and alloy, and feel the loss.
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The people's voice is odd, It is, and it is not, the voice of God.
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Be niggards of advice on no pretense For the worst avarice is that of sense.
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The Muse but serv'd to ease some friend, not wife, / To help me through this long disease, my life.
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Thus God and nature linked the gen'ral frame, And bade self-love and social be the same.
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I begin where most people end, with a full conviction of the emptiness of all sorts of ambition, and the unsatisfactory nature of all human pleasures.
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Fool, 'tis in vain from wit to wit to roam: Know, sense, like charity, begins at home.
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Learn to live well, or fairly make your will You've play'd, and lov'd, and ate, and drank your fill: Walk sober off, before a sprightlier age Comes titt'ring on, and shoves you from the stage.
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Order is Heaven's first law and this confessed, some are, and must be, greater than the rest, more rich, more wise but who infers from hence that such are happier, shocks all common sense. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing bliss is the same in subject or in king.
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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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In a sadly pleasing strain, let the warbling lute complain.
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A youth of frolic, an old age of cards.
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Leave not a foot of verse, a foot of stone, A Page, a Grave, that they can call their own But spread, my sons, your glory thin or thick, On passive paper, or on solid brick.
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Nor Fame I slight, nor her favors call.
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The only time you run out of chances is when you stop taking them
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And hence one master-passion in the breast, Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest.
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The enormous faith of many made for one.
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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
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These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!
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