Maxioms by Alexander Pope
And not a vanity is given in vain.
And not a vanity is given in vain.
Then marble, soften'd into life, grew warm.
Then marble, soften'd into life, grew warm.
For her, the lilies hang their heads and die.
For her, the lilies hang their heads and die.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?
Loves of his own, and raptures swell the note.
Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?
Loves of his own, and raptures swell the note.
