Maxioms by Alexander Pope
Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
Just as one beauty mortifies another.
Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
Just as one beauty mortifies another.
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance.
Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance.
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
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.
