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Why did I write? What sin to me unknown dipped me in ink, my parents , or my own?

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Poets heap virtues, painters gems, at will, And show their zeal, and hide their want of skill.
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Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!
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Court-virtues bear, like gems, the highest rate, Born where Heav'n influence scarce can penetrate. In life's low vale, the soil the virtues like, They please as beauties, here as wonders strike.
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Thus God and nature linked the gen'ral frame, And bade self-love and social be the same.
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Our proper bliss depends on what we blame.
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Whether with Reason, or with Instinct blest, Know, all enjoy that pow'r which suits them best.
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Truth shines the brighter, clad in verse.
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It is sure the hardest science to forget!
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He knows to live who keeps the middle state, and neither leans on this side nor on that.
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Presumptuous Man! the reason wouldst thou find,Why form'd so weak, so little, and so blind?First, if thou canst, the harder reason guess,Why form'd no weaker, blinder, and no less!Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are madeTaller or stronger than the weeds they shade?Or ask of yonder argent fields above,Why Jove's Satellites are less than Jove?
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If, presume not to God to scan The proper study of Mankind is Man. Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state, a being darkly wise, and rudely great.
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Say first, of god above or man below what can we reason but from what we know.
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Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man A mighty maze! but not without a plan.
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Nothing can be more shocking and horrid than one of our kitchens sprinkled with blood, and abounding with the cries of expiring victims or with the limbs of dead animals scattered or hung up here and there.
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I was not born for courts and great affairs, but I pay my debts, believe and say my prayers.
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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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The young disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.
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The same ambition can destroy or save, and make a patriot as it makes a knave.
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The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.
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