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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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Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!
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Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.
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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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