Alexander Pope

Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style.
Amaze th' learn'd, and make the learned smile.

Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style.
Amaze th' learn'd, and make the learned smile.

Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose,
That well-known name awakens all my woes.

Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose,
That well-known name awakens all my woes.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast,
Man never is, but always to be blest.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast,
Man never is, but always to be blest.

No creature smarts so little as a fool.

No creature smarts so little as a fool.

All seems infected that the infected spy,
As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.

All seems infected that the infected spy,
As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.