Alexander Pope

I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?

I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?

To be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire;
But thinks, admitted read more

To be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire;
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky,
His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense
Weigh thy opinion against Providence.

Here, thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey,
Dost sometimes counsel take--and sometimes tea.

Here, thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey,
Dost sometimes counsel take--and sometimes tea.

And soften'd sounds along the waters die:
Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play.

And soften'd sounds along the waters die:
Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play.

Of fight or fly,
This choice is left ye, to resist or die.

Of fight or fly,
This choice is left ye, to resist or die.