Maxioms by Alexander Pope
But honest instinct comes a volunteer; Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short read more
But honest instinct comes a volunteer; Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit, While still too wide or short in human wit.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
Pleas'd to the last he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Pleas'd to the last he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
He who tells a lie is not sensible of how great a task he undertakes; for he must be forced read more
He who tells a lie is not sensible of how great a task he undertakes; for he must be forced to invent twenty more to maintain that one.
Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
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Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
And heard thy everlasting yarn confess
The Pains and Penalties of Idleness.