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Essay on Man —Continued.

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Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,*
As to be hated, needs but to be seen;
But seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace.

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Virtuous and vicious every man must be,
Few in th' extreme, but all in the degree.

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Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.

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Till tired he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er.

Epistle iii. Line 305.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the-right.

Epistle iv. Line 1.
O happiness! our being's end and aim!

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Order is Heaven's first law.

Line 79. Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words — health, peace, and competence.

* For truth has such a face and such a mien, As to be loved needs only to be seen.

Hind and Panther. Dryden.

on Man — Continued.

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The soul's calm sunshine and the heartfelt joy.

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Honor and shame from no condition rise;
Act well your part, — there all the honor lies.

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Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow;
The rest is all but leather or prunella.

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What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards?
Alas! not all the blood of all the Howards.

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A wit's a feather, and a chief a rod;
An honest man 's the noblest work of God.

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Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart:
One self-approving hour whole years outweighs
Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas:
And more true joy Marcellus exiled feels
Than Caesar with a senate at his heels.

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If parts allure thee, think how Bacon shined,
The wisest, brightest, meanest of mankind!
Or ravished with the whistling of a name,
See Cromwell damned to everlasting fame!

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Essay on Man —Continued.

Line 309. Know then this truth (enough for man to know), "Virtue alone is happiness below."

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Slave to no sect, who takes no private road,
But looks through nature up to nature's God.

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Formed by thy converse, happily to steer
From grave to gay, from lively to severe.

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Say, shall my little bark attendant sail,
Pursue the triumph, and partake the gale?

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Thou wert my guide, philosopher, and friend.

MORAL ESSAYS.

Epistle i. Line 135.
'T is from high life high characters are drawn;
A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn.

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T is education forms the common mind:
Just as the twig is bent, the tree 's inclined.

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Odious! in woollen! 't would a saint provoke,
Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke.

Moral Essays — Continued.

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And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.

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Whether the charmer sinner it, or saint it,
If folly grow romantic, I must paint it .

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Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it
Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.

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Fine by defect and delicately weak.

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With too much quickness ever to be'taught;
With too much thinking to have common thought.

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Virtue she finds too painful an endeavor,
Content to dwell in decencies for ever.

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Men, some to business, some to pleasure take;
But every woman is at heart a rake.

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See how the world its Veterans rewards!
A youth of frolics, and old age of cards.

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Oh! blessed with temper, whose unclouded ray
Can make to-morrow cheerful as to-day.

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Moral Essays — Continued.

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And mistress of herself, though china fall.

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Woman 's at best a contradiction still.

Epistle iii. Line 1.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree?

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But thousands die without or this or that,
Die, and endow a college or a cat.

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The ruling passion, be it what it will,
The ruling passion conquers reason stilll

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Extremes in nature equal good produce.

Liiie-25«. Rise, honest muse! and sing, the man of Ross.

Line 285. Who builds a church to God, and not to fame, Will never mark the marble with his name.

Epistle iv. Line 149. To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite Who never mentions hell to ears polite.

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