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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.
Alexander Pope
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'Boast not my fall (he cried), insulting foe! Thou by some other shalt be laid as low; Nor think to die dejects my lofty mind; All that I dread is leaving you behind! Rather than so, ah let me still survive, And burn in Cupid's flames - but burn alive.'
Alexander Pope
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Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit, a Man; Simplicity, a Child.
Alexander Pope
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I think a good deal may be said to extenuate the fault of bad Poets. What we call a Genius, is hard to be distinguish'd by a man himself, from a strong inclination: and if his genius be ever so great, he can not at first discover it any other way, than by giving way to that prevalent propensity which renders him the more liable to be mistaken.
Alexander Pope
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Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
Alexander Pope
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True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
Alexander Pope
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Proud Nimrod first the bloody chase began A mighty hunter, and his prey was man.
Alexander Pope
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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.
Alexander Pope
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'Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed' was the ninth Beatitude which a man of wit (who, like a man of wit, was a long time in gaol) added to the eighth.
Alexander Pope
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What beck'ning ghost, along the moonlight shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
Alexander Pope
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Say, is not absence death to those who love?
Alexander Pope
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Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh quit, this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh the pain, the bliss of dying!
Alexander Pope
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Luxurious lobster-nights, farewell, For sober, studious days!
Alexander Pope
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Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.
Alexander Pope
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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Alexander Pope
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To be angry, is to revenge the fault of others upon ourselves.
Alexander Pope
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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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Some old men, by continually praising the time of their youth, would almost persuade us that there were no fools in those days; but unluckily they are left themselves for examples.
Alexander Pope
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A little Learning is a dang'rous Thing;Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring:There shallow Draughts intoxicate the Brain,And drinking largely sobers us again.
Alexander Pope
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The flying Rumours gather'd as they roll'd, Scarce any Tale was sooner heard than told; And all who told it, added something new, And all who heard it, made Enlargements too, In ev'ry Ear it spread, on ev'ry Tongue it grew.
Alexander Pope
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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
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I think it was a generous thought, and one that fow'd from an exalted mind, that it was not improbable but God might be delighted with the various methods of worshipping him, which divided the whole world.
Alexander Pope
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Know, sense, like charity, begins at home.
Alexander Pope
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The world recedes; it disappears! Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O grave! where is thy victory? O death! where is thy sting?
Alexander Pope
