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There never was any party, faction, sect, or cabal whatsoever, in which the most ignorant were not the most violent for a bee is not a busier animal than a blockhead.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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O Love! for Sylvia let me gain the prize, And make my tongue victorious as her eyes.
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But if you'll prosper, mark what I advise, Whom age, and long experience render wise.
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Devotion's self shall steal a thought from heaven.
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