Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Be the first to recognize and befriend true merit; waiting for others to give approval diminishes the value of praise.
This quote by Alexander Pope emphasizes the importance of being proactive in recognizing and supporting those who demonstrate true talent or virtue. By waiting for others to offer their commendations, you may miss the opportunity to uplift and encourage deserving individuals, thereby diluting the praise's significance. In friendship and community, being the first to acknowledge someone's strengths fosters positive relationships and encourages further excellence.
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Example use cases
In a speech recognizing outstanding contributions, one could use this quote to highlight the importance of supporting talent.
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