Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?
Loves of his own, and raptures swell the note.
Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?
Loves of his own, and raptures swell the note.
Constant at Church and 'Change; his gains were sure;
His givings rare, save farthings to the poor.
Constant at Church and 'Change; his gains were sure;
His givings rare, save farthings to the poor.
Some positive persisting fops we know,
Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so;
But you read more
Some positive persisting fops we know,
Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so;
But you with pleasure own your errors past,
And make each day a critique on the last.
Say first, of God above or man below,
What can we reason but from what we know?
Say first, of God above or man below,
What can we reason but from what we know?
