Alexander Pope

The heart resolves this matter in a trice,
"Men only feel the smart, but not the vice."

The heart resolves this matter in a trice,
"Men only feel the smart, but not the vice."

Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
Just as one beauty mortifies another.

Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
Just as one beauty mortifies another.

Party is the madness of many, for the gains of a few.

Party is the madness of many, for the gains of a few.

Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.

Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.

Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer,
And without sneering teach the rest to sneer;
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Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer,
And without sneering teach the rest to sneer;
Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike,
Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike;
Alike reserv'd to blame, or to commend,
A tim'rous foe, and a suspicious friend.