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“And see, my son! the hour is on its way, That lifts the Goddess to imperial sway; This favourite isle, long severed from her reign, Doveline, she gathers to her wings again”

Quote by Alexander Pope

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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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