Maxioms by Alexander Pope
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.
Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.
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.
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.
Our proper bliss depends on what we blame.
Our proper bliss depends on what we blame.
