Alexander Pope

Wit is the lowest form of humor.

Wit is the lowest form of humor.

Who sees pale Mammom pine amidst his store,
Sees but a backward steward for the poor.

Who sees pale Mammom pine amidst his store,
Sees but a backward steward for the poor.

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.

Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll,
In pleasing memory of all he stole;
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Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll,
In pleasing memory of all he stole;
How here he sipp'd, how there he plunder'd snug,
And suck'd all o'er like an industrious bug.

Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust,
Yet cry, if man's unhappy, God's unjust.

Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust,
Yet cry, if man's unhappy, God's unjust.