Maxioms by Alexander Pope
One science only will one genius fit,
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
One science only will one genius fit,
So vast is art, so narrow human wit.
Who know but He, whose hand the lightning forms,
Who heaves old ocean, and who wings the storms,
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Who know but He, whose hand the lightning forms,
Who heaves old ocean, and who wings the storms,
Pours fierce ambition in a Caesar's mind.
Learn from the beasts the physic of the field.
Learn from the beasts the physic of the field.
Zeal then, not charity, became the guide.
Zeal then, not charity, became the guide.
Round broken columns clasping ivy twin'd.
Round broken columns clasping ivy twin'd.
