Alexander Pope

Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.

Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.

Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land?
All fear, none aid you, and few understand.

Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land?
All fear, none aid you, and few understand.

'Tis use alone that sanctifies expense
And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.

'Tis use alone that sanctifies expense
And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.

Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.

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.