Maxioms by Alexander Pope
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Never find fault with the absent.
Never find fault with the absent.
He's armed without that's innocent within.
He's armed without that's innocent within.
What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards?
Alas! not all the blood, of all the Howards.
What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards?
Alas! not all the blood, of all the Howards.
Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see: That mercy I to others show, read more
Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see: That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
