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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Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
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But thousands die without or this or that, die, and endow a college, or a cat: To some, indeed, Heaven grants the happier fate, Tenrich a bastard, or a son they hate.
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