Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.
Our rural ancestors with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulg'd the day read more
Our rural ancestors with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulg'd the day that hous'd their annual grain,
With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain.
Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.
Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.
Good sense which only is the gift of Heaven,
And though no science, fairly worth the seven.
Good sense which only is the gift of Heaven,
And though no science, fairly worth the seven.
And not a vanity is given in vain.
And not a vanity is given in vain.
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.
At length corruption, like a general flood
(So long by watchful ministers withstood),
Shall deluge all; and read more
At length corruption, like a general flood
(So long by watchful ministers withstood),
Shall deluge all; and avarice, creeping on,
Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun.
Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise.
Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise.
Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.
Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.
Good-nature and good-sense must ever join;
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
Good-nature and good-sense must ever join;
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
