Alexander Pope

Here files of pins extend their shining rows,
Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux.

Here files of pins extend their shining rows,
Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux.

Bring, bring the madding Bay, the drunken wine;
The creeping, dirty, courtly Ivy join.

Bring, bring the madding Bay, the drunken wine;
The creeping, dirty, courtly Ivy join.

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.

The infant, on opening his eyes, ought to see his country, and to
the hour of his death never read more

The infant, on opening his eyes, ought to see his country, and to
the hour of his death never lose sight of it.
[Fr., Un enfant en ouvrant ses yeux doit voir la patrie, et
jusqu'a la mort ne voir qu'elle.]

When rumours increase, and when there is an abundance of noise and clamour, believe the second report.

When rumours increase, and when there is an abundance of noise and clamour, believe the second report.