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Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Nor in the critic let the man be lost.
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The heart resolves this matter in a trice, Men only feel the smart, but not the vice.
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All other goods by fortune's hand are given, A wife is the peculiar gift of Heaven.
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All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye that habitually compares everything to something better. But by changing that habit to comparing everything to something worse, even making it a game, that person can find gratitude, relief and happiness where-ever they go and whatever they experience, guaranteed!
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Two women seldom grow intimate but at the expense of a third person they make friendships as kings of old made leagues, who sacrificed some poor animal betwixt them, and commenced strict allies so the ladies, after they have pulled some character to pieces, are from henceforth inviolable friends.
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Interspersed in lawn and opening glades, Thin trees arise that shun each others' shades.
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Though triumphs were to generals only due, crowns were reserved to grace the soldiers too.
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The doubtful beam long nods from side to side.
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What's fame? a fancy'd life in other's breath. A thing beyond us, even before our death.
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Love the offender, yet detest the offense.
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Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
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Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!
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Our proper bliss depends on what we blame.
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What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good-humor still whate'er we lose? And trust me, dear, good-humor can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail.
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Men, some to business, some to pleasure take But every woman is at heart a rake.
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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
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Sleep and death, two twins of winged race, Of matchless swiftness, but of silent pace.
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A little learning is a dangerous thing.
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So man, who here seems principal alone, Perhaps acts second to some sphere unknown Touches some wheel, or verges to some goal 'Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.
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