Alexander Pope

'Tis education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclin'd.

'Tis education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclin'd.

The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.

The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.

Who sees pale Mammom pine amidst his store,
Sees but a backward steward for the poor.

Who sees pale Mammom pine amidst his store,
Sees but a backward steward for the poor.

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.

Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme,
The air-built castle, and the golden dream,
The maid's romantic read more

Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme,
The air-built castle, and the golden dream,
The maid's romantic wish, the chemist's flame,
And poet's vision of eternal fame.