Maxioms by Alexander Pope
One science only will one genius fit,
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
One science only will one genius fit,
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his read more
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
