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We ought, in humanity, no more to despise a man for the misfortunes of the mind than for those of the body, when they are such as he cannot help were this thoroughly considered we should no more laugh at a man for having his brains cracked than for having his head broke.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow. Our wiser sons, no doubt will think us so.
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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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It is sure the hardest science to forget!
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But those who cannot write, and those who can, All rhyme, and scrawl, and scribble, to a man.
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chaos of thought and passion, all confus'd.
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And all who told it added something new, and all who heard it, made enlargements too.
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But honest instinct comes a volunteer Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short in human wit.
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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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Wit is the lowest form of humor.
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Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn.
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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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Drink is the feast of reason and the flow of soul.
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As some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require, Though oft the ear the open vowels tire While expletives their feeble aid do join, And ten low words oft creep in one dull line.
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Thus unlamented pass the proud away, The gaze of fools and pageant of a day So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow For others' good, or melt at others' woe.
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Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate.
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Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great... He hangs between in doubt to act or rest In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast In doubt his mind or body to prefer Born to die, and reasoning but to err.
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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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