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Homer excels all the inventors of other arts in this: that he has swallowed up the honor of those who succeeded him.
Alexander Pope
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay If I am wrong, O, teach my heart To find that better way!
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Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain Here earth and water seem to strive again, Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
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Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, and fills up all the mighty void of sense.
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Health consists with temperance alone.
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The man that loves and laughs must sure do well.
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The Right Divine of Kings to govern wrong.
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Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, of straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
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Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.
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Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style, Amaze th' unlearn'd and make the learned smile.
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A perfect judge will read each word of wit with the same spirit that its author writ.
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Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!
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Order is heaven's first law.
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Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.
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Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
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Be niggards of advice on no pretense For the worst avarice is that of sense.
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Is it, in heav'n, a crime to love too well?
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Jarring interests of themselves create the according music of a well-mixed state.
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In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies All quit their sphere and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the bless'd abodes, Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
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