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“Of these am I, who thy protection claim, A watchful sprite, and Ariel is my name. Late, as I rang'd the crystal wilds of air, In the clear mirror of thy ruling star I saw, alas! some dread event impend, Ere to the main this morning sun descend, But Heav'n reveals not what, or how, or where: Warn'd by the Sylph, oh pious maid, beware!”

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The Rape of the Lock

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Alexander Pope
Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope, an English poet, was born on May 21, 1688, and died on May 30, 1744. He is renowned for his wit, satire, and elegant poetry, with his most famous works including 'An Essay on Criticism' and 'The Moral Essays'. Pope's works have had a profound impact on literature and philosophy, both in his time and today. more

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