Alexander Pope

Be niggards of advice on no pretense;
For the worst avarice is that of sense.

Be niggards of advice on no pretense;
For the worst avarice is that of sense.

And not a vanity is given in vain.

And not a vanity is given in vain.

Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
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Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
And heard thy everlasting yarn confess
The Pains and Penalties of Idleness.

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?

And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.

And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.