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The Proud Will Sooner Lose Than Ask Their Way.

When Satire Flies Abroad On Falsehood's Wing, Short Is Her Life, And Impotent Her Sting; But When To Truth Allied, The Wound She Gives Sinks Deep, And To Remotest Ages Lives.

To Copy Beauty Forfeits All Pretense To Fame; To Copy Faults Is Want Of Sense

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With That Malignant Envy Which Turns Pale, And Sickens, Even If A Friend Prevail.