Alexander Pope

E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.

E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.

The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.

The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.

Party is the madness of many, for the gains of a few.

Party is the madness of many, for the gains of a few.

The hog that ploughs not, not obeys thy call,
Lives on the labours of this lord of all.

The hog that ploughs not, not obeys thy call,
Lives on the labours of this lord of all.

Some positive persisting fops we know,
Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so;
But you read more

Some positive persisting fops we know,
Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so;
But you with pleasure own your errors past,
And make each day a critique on the last.