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Alexander Pope

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Alexander Pope (21 May 1688 O.S. – 30 May 1744) was an English poet, translator, and satirist of the Enlightenment era who is considered one of the most prominent English poets of the early 18th century. An exponent of Augustan literature, Pope is best known for his satirical and discursive poetry including The Rape of the Lock, The Dunciad, and An Essay on Criticism, and for his translation of Homer.

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A person who is too nice an observer of the business of the crowd, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.
Pride is still aiming at the best houses: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell aspiring to be angels men rebel.
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
The way of the Creative works through change and transformation, so that each thing receives its true nature and destiny and comes into permanent accord with the Great Harmony: this is what furthers and what perseveres.
But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state?
The most positive men are the most credulous.
I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.
Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
Know then this truth, enough for man to know virtue alone is happiness below.
Nature and nature's laws lay hid in the night. God said, Let Newton be! and all was light!
For Forms of Government let fools contest whatever is best administered is best.
A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, as those who move easiest have learned to dance.
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan The proper study of mankind is man.
Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.
No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her, but many a woman hate a man for being a friend to her.
Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.
Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.
Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die.
Wit is the lowest form of humor.
A little learning is a dangerous thing Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
Woman's at best a contradiction still.
If a man's character is to be abused there's nobody like a relative to do the business.
Party-spirit at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
All nature is but art unknown to thee.
A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always To be Blest.
Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.
To err is human to forgive, divine.
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
One science only will one genius fit so vast is art, so narrow human wit.
They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
Education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined.

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