Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
Who finds not Providence all good and wise,
Alike in what it gives, and what denies.
Who finds not Providence all good and wise,
Alike in what it gives, and what denies.
In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true
From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?
In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true
From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
Whether with Reason, or with Instinct blest,
Know, all enjoy that pow'r which suits them best.
Whether with Reason, or with Instinct blest,
Know, all enjoy that pow'r which suits them best.
Ye flowers that drop, forsaken by the spring,
Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing,
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Ye flowers that drop, forsaken by the spring,
Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing,
Ye trees that fade, when Autumn heats remove,
Say, is not absence death to those who love?
What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
What beck'ning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
What thin partitions sense from thought divide.
Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere,
In action faithful, and in honour clear;
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Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere,
In action faithful, and in honour clear;
Who broke no promise, served no private end,
Who gained no title, and who lost no friend,
Ennobled by himself, by all approved,
And praised, unenvied, by the Muse he loved.
From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part,
And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.
From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part,
And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
