Edward Young

Narcissus is the glory of his race:
For who does nothing with a better grace?

Narcissus is the glory of his race:
For who does nothing with a better grace?

He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one;
All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.

He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one;
All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.

Woes cluster; rare are solitary woes;
They love a train, they tread each other's heel.

Woes cluster; rare are solitary woes;
They love a train, they tread each other's heel.

He rams his quill with scandal and with scoff,
But 'tis so very foul, it won't go off.

He rams his quill with scandal and with scoff,
But 'tis so very foul, it won't go off.

Who does the best that circumstance allows,
Does well, acts nobly, angels could no more.

Who does the best that circumstance allows,
Does well, acts nobly, angels could no more.