Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
Your scene precariously subsists too long,
On French translation and Italian song.
Dare to have sense yourselves; read more
Your scene precariously subsists too long,
On French translation and Italian song.
Dare to have sense yourselves; assert the stage;
Be justly warm'd with your own native rage.
Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme,
The air-built castle, and the golden dream,
The maid's romantic read more
Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme,
The air-built castle, and the golden dream,
The maid's romantic wish, the chemist's flame,
And poet's vision of eternal fame.
Say first, of God above or man below,
What can we reason but from what we know?
Say first, of God above or man below,
What can we reason but from what we know?
What the weak head with strongest bias rules,
Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
What the weak head with strongest bias rules,
Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.
The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.
Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet
To run amuck and tilt at all I meet.
Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand,
And nodding tempt the joyful reaper's hand.
Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand,
And nodding tempt the joyful reaper's hand.
