Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Calm, thinking villains, whom no faith could fix,
Of crooked counsels and dark politics.
Calm, thinking villains, whom no faith could fix,
Of crooked counsels and dark politics.
What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
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.
Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise;
His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.
Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise;
His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
