Alexander Pope

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed was the ninth beatitude.

Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed was the ninth beatitude.

In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies;
All quit their sphere and rush into the skies.
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In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies;
All quit their sphere and rush into the skies.
Pride still is aiming at the bless'd abodes,
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.

Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.

Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.

See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs,
And mounts exulting on triumphant wings:
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See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs,
And mounts exulting on triumphant wings:
Short is his joy; he feels the fiery wound,
Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.