Maxioms by Alexander Pope
We conquered France, but felt our captive's charms,
Her arts victorious triumph'd o'er our arms.
We conquered France, but felt our captive's charms,
Her arts victorious triumph'd o'er our arms.
And all who told it added something new, And all who heard it made enlargements too.
And all who told it added something new, And all who heard it made enlargements too.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
And binding nature fast in fate,
Left free the human will.
And binding nature fast in fate,
Left free the human will.
