Maxioms by Alexander Pope
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.
To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!
To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!
All seems infected that the infected spy,
As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.
All seems infected that the infected spy,
As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.
"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
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"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me again my hollow Tree,
A Crust of Bread, and Liberty."
And solid pudding against empty praise.
And solid pudding against empty praise.