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.