Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
In death a hero, as in life a friend!.
In death a hero, as in life a friend!.
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.
Our rural ancestors with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulg'd the day read more
Our rural ancestors with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulg'd the day that hous'd their annual grain,
With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain.
But if
We have such another victory, we are undone.
But if
We have such another victory, we are undone.
Who dare to love their country, and be poor.
Who dare to love their country, and be poor.
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.
Envy, to which th' ignoble mind's a slave,
Is emulation in the learn'd or brave.
Envy, to which th' ignoble mind's a slave,
Is emulation in the learn'd or brave.
Good sense which only is the gift of Heaven,
And though no science, fairly worth the seven.
Good sense which only is the gift of Heaven,
And though no science, fairly worth the seven.
Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
Some people will never learn anything, for this reason, because they understand everything too soon.
Of fight or fly,
This choice is left ye, to resist or die.
Of fight or fly,
This choice is left ye, to resist or die.
