Alexander Pope

He that fights and runs away,
Will live to fight another day;
For he that runs may read more

He that fights and runs away,
Will live to fight another day;
For he that runs may fight again,
Which he can never do that's slain.
Deeper to wound she shuns the fight;
She drops her arms, to gain the field:
Secures her conquest by her flight:
And triumphs when she seems to yield.

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.

Be not the first by whom the new are tried,
Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

Be not the first by whom the new are tried,
Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

Love and life are for to-day.

Love and life are for to-day.

Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use.

Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use.