Maxioms by Alexander Pope
See the wild Waste of all-devouring years!
How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears,
With nodding arches, read more
See the wild Waste of all-devouring years!
How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears,
With nodding arches, broken temples spread!
The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!
Lely on animated canvas stole
The sleepy eye, that spoke the melting soul.
Lely on animated canvas stole
The sleepy eye, that spoke the melting soul.
'Tis use alone that sanctifies expense
And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.
'Tis use alone that sanctifies expense
And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.
Wit is the lowest form of humor.
Wit is the lowest form of humor.
Eternal smiles his emptiness betray,
As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Eternal smiles his emptiness betray,
As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.