Alexander Pope

"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me read more

"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me again my hollow Tree,
A Crust of Bread, and Liberty."

I'll print it,
And shame the fools.

I'll print it,
And shame the fools.

And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.

And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.

Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish, or a sparrow fall,
Atoms read more

Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish, or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd,
And now a bubble burst, and now a world.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.