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• While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!" "See man for mine!
  eplies a pamper'd goose. -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle iii, Line 45...
• Together let us beat this ample field, Try what the open, what the covert yield.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 9...
• In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies.
  Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes: Men would be angels, angels would be gods....
• Die of a rose in aromatic pain.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 200...
• What can ennoble sots or slaves or cowards? Alas! not all the blood of all the Howards.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle iv, Line 215...
• All nature is but art, unknown to thee; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see
  All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good...
• All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.
  -- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 267...
• As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns As the rapt seraph that adores and bu
  To Him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all!...
• Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart. One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzza
  And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels Than Caesar with a senate at his heels....