Alexander Pope

How shall I lose the sin yet keep the sense,
And love th' offender, yet detest the offence?

How shall I lose the sin yet keep the sense,
And love th' offender, yet detest the offence?

Always do right. That will gratify some of the people and
astonish the rest.

Always do right. That will gratify some of the people and
astonish the rest.

One solid dish his week-day meal affords,
An added pudding solemniz'd the Lord's.

One solid dish his week-day meal affords,
An added pudding solemniz'd the Lord's.

Whether with Reason, or with Instinct blest,
Know, all enjoy that pow'r which suits them best.

Whether with Reason, or with Instinct blest,
Know, all enjoy that pow'r which suits them best.

Thus sung the shepherds till th' approach of night,
The skies yet blushing with departing light,
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Thus sung the shepherds till th' approach of night,
The skies yet blushing with departing light,
When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade,
And the low sun had lengthened every shade.