Part 56 (2/2)

True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance.

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The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

Line 525.

To err is human: to forgive, divine.

Part iii. Line 625.

For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

ELEGY TO THE MEMORY OF AN UNFORTUNATE LADY.

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By strangers honored and by strangers mourned

And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances and the public show.

THE RAPE OF THE LOCK.

Canto ii. Line 7.

On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss and infidels adore.

Canto ii. Line 17.

If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.

Canto iii. Line 16.

At every word a reputation dies.

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