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Our passions are like convulsion-fits, which, though they make us stronger for the time, leave us the weaker ever after.
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They dream in Courtship, but in Wedlock wake.
Alexander Pope
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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.
Alexander Pope -
Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit, a Man; Simplicity, a Child.
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What dire offence from amorous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things!
Alexander Pope -
Coffee, which makes the politician wise, And see through all things with his half-shut eyes.
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Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
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Say, is not absence death to those who love?
Alexander Pope
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Unblemish'd let me live, or die unknown; O grant an honest fame, or grant me none!
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True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
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For, as blushing will sometimes make a whore pass for a virtuous woman, so modesty may make a fool seem a man of sense.
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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Alexander Pope -
Such were the notes thy once lov'd poet sung, Till death untimely stopp'd his tuneful tongue.
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On all the line a sudden vengeance waits, And frequent hearses shall besiege your gates.
Alexander Pope
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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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Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But as the world, harmoniously confus'd, Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Alexander Pope -
They shift the moving toyshop of their heart.
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From old Belerium to the northern main.
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Father of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!
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On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore.
Alexander Pope
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Know, sense, like charity, begins at home.
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The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, forever, and forever! Then flashed the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies.
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Let spades be trumps! she said, and trumps they were.
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The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
Alexander Pope