Alexander Pope

To hide the fault I see:
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

To hide the fault I see:
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

There still remains to mortify a wit
The many-headed monster of the pit.

There still remains to mortify a wit
The many-headed monster of the pit.

But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews;
Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
Sharp Boreas blows, and read more

But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews;
Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
Sharp Boreas blows, and nature feels decay,
Time conquers all, and we must time obey.

'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.

'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.

Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.

Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.