Alexander Pope

Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
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Thee too, my Paridel! she mark'd thee there,
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
And heard thy everlasting yarn confess
The Pains and Penalties of Idleness.

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.

The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.

The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.

A long, exact, and serious comedy;
In every scene some moral let it teach,
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A long, exact, and serious comedy;
In every scene some moral let it teach,
And, if it can, at once both please and preach.

Order is Heaven's first law; and this confess,
Some are and must be greater than the rest.

Order is Heaven's first law; and this confess,
Some are and must be greater than the rest.