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To Him no high, no low, no great, no small He fills, He bounds, connects and equals all!
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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Tis use alone that sanctifies expense And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.
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O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.
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To happy convents, bosomed deep in vines, Where slumber abbots, purple as their wines.
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See the wild Waste of all-devouring years! How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears, With nodding arches, broken temples spread! The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!
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With sharpen'd sight pale Antiquaries pore, Th' inscription value, but the rust adore. This the blue varnish, that the green endears The sacred rust of twice ten hundred years.
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Ye gods, annihilate but space and time, And make two lovers happy.
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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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Expression is the dress of thought.
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There are certain times when most people are in a disposition of being informed, and 'tis incredible what a vast good a little truth might do, spoken in such seasons.
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For when success a lover's toil attends,Few ask, if fraud or force attain'd his ends
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Thus let me live, unseen, unknown, Thus unlamented let me die, Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie.
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Consult the genius of the place, that paints as you plant, and as you work.
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Good sense, which only is the gift of Heaven, And though no science, fairly worth the seven.
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Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or offend, Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.
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How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?
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Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are fluttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go. O never fear, lads, naught's to dread, Look not to left nor right: In all the endless road you tread There's nothing but the night.
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