Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]
Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]
And little eagles wave their wings in gold.
And little eagles wave their wings in gold.
Condemned whole years in absence to deplore,
And image charms he must behold no more.
Condemned whole years in absence to deplore,
And image charms he must behold no more.
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
