Alexander Pope

I'll print it,
And shame the fools.

I'll print it,
And shame the fools.

Now scantier limits the proud arch confine,
And scarce are seen the prostrate Nile or Rhine;
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Now scantier limits the proud arch confine,
And scarce are seen the prostrate Nile or Rhine;
A small Euphrates thro' the piece is roll'd,
And little eagles wave their wings in gold.

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.

Say, will the falcon, stooping from above,
Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove?
Admires the read more

Say, will the falcon, stooping from above,
Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove?
Admires the jay the insect's gilded wings?
Or hears the hawk when Philomela sings?

Th' unwilling gratitude of base mankind!

Th' unwilling gratitude of base mankind!