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Tis use alone that sanctifies expense And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Woman's at best a contradiction still.
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Content if hence th' unlearn'd their wants may view, The learn'd reflect on what before they knew.
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But just disease to luxury succeeds, And ev'ry death its own avenger breeds.
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Get your enemy to read your works in order to mend them, for your friend is so much your second self that he will judge too like you.
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Virtue alone is happiness below.
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Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be, In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due.
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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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As with narrow-necked bottles the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out.
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In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?
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On wrongs swift vengeance waits.
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For what I have publish'd, I can only hope to be pardon'd but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais'd.
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All seems infected that th' infected spy, As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.
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Unblemish'd let me live or die unknown Oh, grant an honest fame, or grant me none!
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Tis true, 'tis certain man, though dead, retains Part of himself the immortal mind remains.
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The light of Heaven restore Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
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All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. [and therefore the solution is to fix the jaundiced eye.]
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