Maxioms by Alexander Pope
What dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs,
What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things.
What dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs,
What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things.
What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
Ask you what provocation I have had?
The strong antipathy of good to bad.
Ask you what provocation I have had?
The strong antipathy of good to bad.
The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
