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All seems infected that th' infected spy, As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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By music minds an equal temper know, Nor swell too high, nor sink too low. . . . . Warriors she fires with animated sounds. Pours balm into the bleeding lover's wounds.
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Is there a parson much bemused in beer, a maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, a clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, who pens a stanza when he should engross?
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Nor Fame I slight, nor her favors call.
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Music the fiercest grief can charm, And fate's severest rage disarm. Music can soften pain to ease, And make despair and madness please Our joys below it can improve, And antedate the bliss above.
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Is that a birthday? 'tis, alas! too clear 'Tis but the funeral of the former year.
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I am satisfied to trifle away my time, rather than let it stick by me.
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No more the mounting larks, while Daphne sings, Shall, list'ning, in mid-air suspend their wings.
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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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Oh, blindness to the future! kindly giv'n, That each may fill the circle mark'd by heaven.
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She who ne'er answers till a husband cools, Or, if she rules him, never shows she rules Charms by accepting, by submitting, sways, Yet has her humor most, when she obeys.
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Unthought-of Frailties cheat us in the Wise.
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Silence! coeval with eternity! thou wert ere Nature's self began to be thine was the sway ere heaven was formed on earth, ere fruitful thought conceived creation's birth.
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True Wit is Nature to advantage dress'd What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd Something whose truth convinced at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind. As shades more sweetly recommend the light, So modest plainness sets off sprightly wit.
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Our grandsire, Adam, ere of Eve possesst, Alone, and e'en in Paradise unblest, With mournful looks the blissful scenes survey'd, And wander'd in the solitary shade. The Maker say, took pity, and bestow'd Woman, the last, the best reserv'd of God.
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And hence one master-passion in the breast, Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest.
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What Conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do This teach me more than Hell to shun, That more than Heav'n pursue.
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For forms of government, let fools contest Whate'er is best administered, is best.
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Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
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Some have at first for wits, then poets passed, Turned critics next, and proved plain fools at last.
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Some are bewildered in the maze of schools, And some made coxcombs nature meant but fools.
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