Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Solid pudding against empty praise.
Solid pudding against empty praise.
A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.
A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.
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.
A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade,
Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade.
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Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade,
Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade.
Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise,
And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.
