Alexander Pope

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.

Heaven forming each on other to depend,
A master, or a servant, or a friend,
Bids each read more

Heaven forming each on other to depend,
A master, or a servant, or a friend,
Bids each on other for assistance call,
Till one man's weakness grows the strength of all.

Thus unlamented pass the proud away,
The gaze of fools and pageant of a day;
So perish read more

Thus unlamented pass the proud away,
The gaze of fools and pageant of a day;
So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow
For others' good, or melt at others' woe.

What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?

What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?

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.