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Talk what you will of taste, my friend, you'll find two of a face as soon as of a mind.

Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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Beauty draws us with a single hair.
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Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.
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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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Order is Heaven's first law and this confessed, some are, and must be, greater than the rest, more rich, more wise but who infers from hence that such are happier, shocks all common sense. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing bliss is the same in subject or in king.
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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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Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn.
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Such as are still observing upon others are like those who are always abroad at other men's houses, reforming everything there while their own runs to ruin.
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Cavil you may, but never criticise.
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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
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See Christians, Jews, one heavy sabbath keep, And all the western world believe and sleep.
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That virtue only makes our bliss below, And all our knowledge is ourselves to know.
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Oft in dreams invention we bestow to change a flounce or add a furbelow.
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What so pure, which envious tongues will spare? Some wicked wits have libell'd all the fair, With matchless impudence they style a wife, The dear-bought curse, and lawful plague of life A bosom serpent, a domestic evil, A night invasion, and a mid-day devil Let not the wise these sland'rous words regard, But curse the bones of ev'ry living bard.
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Hope springs eternal.
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How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot A heap of dust alone remains of thee 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
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Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
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All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye that habitually compares everything to something better. But by changing that habit to comparing everything to something worse, even making it a game, that person can find gratitude, relief and happiness where-ever they go and whatever they experience, guaranteed!
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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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Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a lover's or a Roman's part? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those who greatly think, or bravely die?
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No, make me mistress to the man I love If there be yet another name more free More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
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