Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
The hog that ploughs not, not obeys thy call,
Lives on the labours of this lord of all.
The hog that ploughs not, not obeys thy call,
Lives on the labours of this lord of all.
You purchase pain with all that joy can give,
And die of nothing but a rage to live.
You purchase pain with all that joy can give,
And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.
Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.
. . . th' approach of night
The skies yet blushing with departing light,
When falling dews read more
. . . th' approach of night
The skies yet blushing with departing light,
When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade,
And the low sun had lengthen'd ev'ry shade.
Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?
Loves of his own, and raptures swell the note.
Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?
Loves of his own, and raptures swell the note.
Who would not praise Patrico's high desert,
His hand unstain'd, his uncorrupted heart,
His comprehensive head? all read more
Who would not praise Patrico's high desert,
His hand unstain'd, his uncorrupted heart,
His comprehensive head? all interests weigh'd,
All Europe sav'd, yet Britain not betray'd.
To hide the fault I see:
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.
To hide the fault I see:
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
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Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
And heard thy everlasting yarn confess
The Pains and Penalties of Idleness.
