Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise;
His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.
Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise;
His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land?
All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land?
All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
