Alexander Pope

So obliging that he ne'er obliged.

So obliging that he ne'er obliged.

From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part,
And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.

From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part,
And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.

Good-nature and good-sense must ever join;
To err is human, to forgive, divine.

Good-nature and good-sense must ever join;
To err is human, to forgive, divine.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Pleas'd to the last he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.

Pleas'd to the last he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.