Maxioms by Alexander Pope
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
Form'd by thy converse, happily steer
From grave to gay, from lively to severe.
Form'd by thy converse, happily steer
From grave to gay, from lively to severe.
And solid pudding against empty praise.
And solid pudding against empty praise.
The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
