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The people's voice is odd, It is, and it is not, the voice of God.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Oh, when shall Britain, conscious of her claim, Stand emulous of Greek and Roman fame? In living medals see her wars enroll'd, And vanquished realms supply recording gold?
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Old men, for the most part, are like old chronicles that give you dull but true accounts of times past, and are worth knowing only on that score.
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Then marble, soften'd into life, grew warm.
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What bosom beast not in his country's cause?
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Who know but He, whose hand the lightning forms, Who heaves old ocean, and who wings the storms, Pours fierce ambition in a Caesar's mind.
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When much dispute has past, we find our tenets just the same as last.
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One self-approving hour whole years outweighs.
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Tis thus the mercury of man is fix'd, Strong grows the virtue with his nature mix'd.
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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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Never was it given to mortal man - To lie so boldly as we women can.
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You beat your Pate, and fancy Wit will come: Knock as you please, there's no body at home.
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Virtuous and vicious every man must be, few in the extreme, but all in the degree.
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The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.
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I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.
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Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
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Every woman is at heart a rake.
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Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
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Ye flowers that drop, forsaken by the spring, Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing, Ye trees that fade, when Autumn heats remove, Say, is not absence death to those who love?
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