Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.
Solid pudding against empty praise.
Solid pudding against empty praise.
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree,
And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?
Who shall decide when doctors disagree,
And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?
Wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
Wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
