Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
"Live like yourself," was soon my lady's word,
And lo! two puddings smok'd upon the board.
"Live like yourself," was soon my lady's word,
And lo! two puddings smok'd upon the board.
Lull'd by soft zephyrs thro' the broken pane.
Lull'd by soft zephyrs thro' the broken pane.
E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.
E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.
Banished the doctor, and expell'd the friend.
Banished the doctor, and expell'd the friend.
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.
And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.
And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.
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.
. . . 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.
The difference is as great between
The optics seeing as the objects seen.
All manners take a read more
The difference is as great between
The optics seeing as the objects seen.
All manners take a tincture from our own;
Or come discolor'd through out passions shown;
Or fancy's beam enlarges, multiplies,
Contracts, inverts, and gives ten thousand dyes.
Who finds not Providence all good and wise,
Alike in what it gives, and what denies.
Who finds not Providence all good and wise,
Alike in what it gives, and what denies.
