Maxioms by Alexander Pope
What nature wants, commodious gold bestows;
'Tis thus we cut the bread another sows.
What nature wants, commodious gold bestows;
'Tis thus we cut the bread another sows.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
Fools admire, but men of sense approve.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
Order is Heaven's first law; and this confess,
Some are and must be greater than the rest.
Order is Heaven's first law; and this confess,
Some are and must be greater than the rest.
Where grows?--where grows it not? If vain our toil,
We ought to blame the culture, not the soil.
Where grows?--where grows it not? If vain our toil,
We ought to blame the culture, not the soil.