An Essay On Man: Epistle Iv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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OF THE NATURE AND STATE OF MAN WITH RESPECT TO HAPPINESS | B |
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I False notions of happiness philosophical and popular answered from ver to ver II It is the end of all men and attainable by all ver God intends happiness to be equal and to be so it must be social since all particular happiness depends on general and since he governs by general not particular laws ver As it is necessary for order and the peace and welfare of society that external goods should be unequal happiness is not made to consist in these ver But notwithstanding that inequality the balance of happiness among mankind is kept even by Providence by the two passions of hope and fear ver III What the happiness of individuals is as far as is consistent with the constitution of this world and that the good man has here the advantage ver The error of imputing to virtue what are only the calamities of nature or of fortune ver IV The folly of expecting that God should alter his general laws in favour of particulars ver V That we are not judges who are good but that whoever they are they must be happiest ver c VI That external goods are not the proper rewards but often inconsistent with or destructive of virtue ver That even these can make no man happy without virtue instanced in riches ver honours ver nobility ver greatness ver fame ver superior talents ver c With pictures of human infelicity in men possessed of them all ver c VII That virtue only constitutes a happiness whose object is universal and whose prospect eternal ver c That the perfection of virtue and happiness consists in a conformity to the order of Providence here and a resignation to it here and hereafter ver c | C |
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O Happiness our being's end and aim | D |
Good Pleasure Ease Content whate'er thy name | D |
That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh | E |
For which we bear to live or dare to die | E |
Which still so near us yet beyond us lies | F |
O'erlook'd seen double by the fool and wise | F |
Plant of celestial seed if dropp'd below | G |
Say in what mortal soil thou deign'st to grow | G |
Fair opening to some court's propitious shine | H |
Or deep with diamonds in the flaming mine | H |
Twined with the wreaths Parnassian laurels yield | I |
Or reap'd in iron harvests of the field | I |
Where grows where grows it not If vain our toil | J |
We ought to blame the culture not the soil | J |
Fix'd to no spot is happiness sincere | K |
Tis nowhere to be found or everywhere | L |
'Tis never to be bought but always free | C |
And fled from monarchs St John dwells with thee | C |
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I Ask of the learn'd the way the learn'd are blind | M |
This bids to serve and that to shun mankind | M |
Some place the bliss in action some in ease | N |
Those call it Pleasure and Contentment these | N |
Some sunk to beasts find pleasure end in pain | O |
Some swell'd to gods confess even virtue vain | O |
Or indolent to each extreme they fall | P |
To trust in every thing or doubt of all | P |
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Who thus define it say they more or less | Q |
Than this that happiness is happiness | B |
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II Take Nature's path and mad Opinion's leave | R |
All states can reach it and all heads conceive | R |
Obvious her goods in no extreme they dwell | S |
There needs but thinking right and meaning well | S |
And mourn our various portions as we please | N |
Equal is common sense and common ease | N |
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Remember Man 'The Universal Cause | T |
Acts not by partial but by general laws ' | - |
And makes what happiness we justly call | P |
Subsist not in the good of one but all | P |
There's not a blessing individuals find | M |
But some way leans and hearkens to the kind | M |
No bandit fierce no tyrant mad with pride | U |
No cavern'd hermit rests self satisfied | U |
Who most to shun or hate mankind pretend | V |
Seek an admirer or would fix a friend | V |
Abstract what others feel what others think | W |
All pleasures sicken and all glories sink | W |
Each has his share and who would more obtain | O |
Shall find the pleasure pays not half the pain | O |
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Order is Heaven's first law and this confess'd | X |
Some are and must be greater than the rest | X |
More rich more wise but who infers from hence | Y |
That such are happier shocks all common sense | Y |
Heaven to mankind impartial we confess | Q |
If all are equal in their happiness | B |
But mutual wants this happiness increase | Z |
All Nature's difference keeps all Nature's peace | Z |
Condition circumstance is not the thing | A2 |
Bliss is the same in subject or in king | A2 |
In who obtain defence or who defend | V |
In him who is or him who finds a friend | V |
Heaven breathes through every member of the whole | B2 |
One common blessing as one common soul | B2 |
But Fortune's gifts if each alike possess'd | X |
And each were equal must not all contest | X |
If then to all Men happiness was meant | C2 |
God in externals could not place content | C2 |
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Fortune her gifts may variously dispose | D2 |
And these be happy call'd unhappy those | D2 |
But Heaven's just balance equal will appear | K |
While those are placed in hope and these in fear | K |
Not present good or ill the joy or curse | E2 |
But future views of better or of worse | E2 |
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O sons of earth attempt ye still to rise | F |
By mountains piled on mountains to the skies | F |
Heaven still with laughter the vain toil surveys | F2 |
And buries madmen in the heaps they raise | F2 |
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III Know all the good that individuals find | M |
Or God and Nature meant to mere mankind | M |
Reason's whole pleasure all the joys of sense | Y |
Lie in three words Health Peace and Competence | G2 |
But health consists with temperance alone | H2 |
And peace O Virtue peace is all thy own | H2 |
The good or bad the gifts of Fortune gain | O |
But these less taste them as they worse obtain | O |
Say in pursuit of profit or delight | I2 |
Who risk the most that take wrong means or right | I2 |
Of vice or virtue whether bless'd or cursed | J2 |
Which meets contempt or which compassion first | J2 |
Count all th' advantage prosperous vice attains | K2 |
'Tis but what virtue flies from and disdains | K2 |
And grant the bad what happiness they would | L2 |
One they must want which is to pass for good | L2 |
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Oh blind to truth and God's whole scheme below | G |
Who fancy bliss to vice to virtue woe | G |
Who sees and follows that great scheme the best | X |
Best knows the blessing and will most be bless'd | X |
But fools the good alone unhappy call | P |
For ills or accidents that chance to all | P |
See Falkland dies the virtuous and the just | M2 |
See godlike Turenne prostrate on the dust | M2 |
See Sidney bleeds amid the martial strife | N2 |
Was this their virtue or contempt of life | N2 |
Say was it virtue more though Heaven ne'er gave | O2 |
Lamented Digby sunk thee to the grave | O2 |
Tell me if virtue made the son expire | P2 |
Why full of days and honour lives the sire | Q2 |
Why drew Marseilles' good bishop purer breath | R2 |
When Nature sicken'd and each gale was death | R2 |
Or why so long in life if long can be | C |
Lent Heaven a parent to the poor and me | C |
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What makes all physical or moral ill | S2 |
There deviates Nature and here wanders Will | S2 |
God sends not ill if rightly understood | L2 |
Or partial ill is universal good | L2 |
Or change admits or Nature lets it fall | P |
Short and but rare till Man improved it all | P |
We just as wisely might of Heaven complain | O |
That righteous Abel was destroy'd by Cain | O |
As that the virtuous son is ill at ease | N |
When his lewd father gave the dire disease | N |
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IV Think we like some weak prince th' Eternal Cause | T |
Prone for his favourites to reverse his laws | T2 |
Shall burning AEtna if a sage requires | U2 |
Forget to thunder and recall her fires | U2 |
On air or sea new motions be impress'd | X |
O blameless Bethel to relieve thy breast | X |
When the loose mountain trembles from on high | E |
Shall gravitation cease if you go by | E |
Or some old temple nodding to its fall | P |
For Chartres' head reserve the hanging wall | P |
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V But still this world so fitted for the knave | O2 |
Contents us not A better shall we have | V2 |
A kingdom of the just then let it be | C |
But first consider how those just agree | C |
The good must merit God's peculiar care | L |
But who but God can tell us who they are | W2 |
One thinks on Calvin Heaven's own spirit fell | S |
Another deems him instrument of hell | S |
If Calvin feel Heaven's blessing or its rod | X2 |
This cries there is and that there is no God | X2 |
What shocks one part will edify the rest | X |
Nor with one system can they all be bless'd | X |
The very best will variously incline | H |
And what rewards your virtue punish mine | H |
Whatever is is right This world 'tis true | Y2 |
Was made for Caesar but for Titus too | Y2 |
And which more bless'd who chain'd his country say | Z2 |
Or he whose virtue sigh'd to lose a day | Z2 |
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'But sometimes virtue starves while vice is fed ' | - |
What then Is the reward of virtue bread | A3 |
That vice may merit 'tis the price of toil | J |
The knave deserves it when he tills the soil | J |
The knave deserves it when he tempts the main | O |
Where Folly fights for kings or dives for gain | O |
The good man may be weak be indolent | A |
Nor is his claim to plenty but content | C2 |
But grant him riches your demand is o'er | Q2 |
'No shall the good want health the good want power ' | - |
Add health and power and every earthly thing | A2 |
'Why bounded power why private why no king ' | - |
Nay why external for internal given | B3 |
Why is not man a god and earth a heaven | B3 |
Who ask and reason thus will scarce conceive | R |
God gives enough while he has more to give | C3 |
Immense the power immense were the demand | D3 |
Say at what part of nature will they stand | D3 |
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VI What nothing earthly gives or can destroy | E3 |
The soul's calm sunshine and the heartfelt joy | E3 |
Is virtue's prize a better would you fix | F3 |
Then give humility a coach and six | F3 |
Justice a conqueror's sword or truth a gown | G3 |
Or public spirit its great cure a crown | G3 |
Weak foolish man will Heaven reward us there | L |
With the same trash mad mortals wish for here | H3 |
The boy and man an individual makes | I3 |
Yet sigh'st thou now for apples and for cakes | I3 |
Go like the Indian in another life | N2 |
Expect thy dog thy bottle and thy wife | N2 |
As well as dream such trifles are assign'd | M |
As toys and empires for a godlike mind | M |
Rewards that either would to virtue bring | A2 |
No joy or be destructive of the thing | A2 |
How oft by these at sixty are undone | B3 |
The virtues of a saint at twenty one | B3 |
To whom can riches give repute or trust | M2 |
Content or pleasure but the good and just | M2 |
Judges and senates have been bought for gold | J3 |
Esteem and love were never to be sold | J3 |
O fool to think God hates the worthy mind | M |
The lover and the love of human kind | M |
Whose life is healthful and whose conscience clear | K |
Because he wants a thousand pounds a year | K |
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Honour and shame from no condition rise | F |
Act well your part there all the honour lies | F |
Fortune in men has some small difference made | K3 |
One flaunts in rags one flutters in brocade | K3 |
The cobbler apron'd and the parson gown'd | K3 |
The friar hooded and the monarch crown'd | K3 |
'What differ more' you cry 'than crown and cowl ' | - |
I'll tell you friend a wise man and a fool | L3 |
You'll find if once the monarch acts the monk | M3 |
Or cobbler like the parson will be drunk | M3 |
Worth makes the man and want of it the fellow | G |
The rest is all but leather or prunella | N3 |
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Stuck o'er with titles and hung round with strings | O3 |
That thou may'st be by kings or whores of kings | O3 |
Boast the pure blood of an illustrious race | P3 |
In quiet flow from Lucrece to Lucrece | P3 |
But by your fathers' worth if yours you rate | K3 |
Count me those only who were good and great | K3 |
Go if your ancient but ignoble blood | K3 |
Has crept through scoundrels ever since the flood | K3 |
Go and pretend your family is young | Q3 |
Nor own your fathers have been fools so long | R3 |
What can ennoble sots or slaves or cowards | P3 |
Alas not all the blood of all the Howards | P3 |
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Look next on greatness say where greatness lies | P3 |
'Where but among the heroes and the wise ' | - |
Heroes are much the same the point's agreed | K3 |
From Macedonia's madman to the Swede | K3 |
The whole strange purpose of their lives to find | K3 |
Or make an enemy of all mankind | K3 |
Not one looks backward onward still he goes | P3 |
Yet ne'er looks forward further than his nose | P3 |
No less alike the politic and wise | P3 |
All sly slow things with circumspective eyes | P3 |
Men in their loose unguarded hours they take | S3 |
Not that themselves are wise but others weak | T3 |
But grant that those can conquer these can cheat | K3 |
'Tis phrase absurd to call a villain great | K3 |
Who wickedly is wise or madly brave | O2 |
Is but the more a fool the more a knave | O2 |
Who noble ends by noble means obtains | P3 |
Or failing smiles in exile or in chains | P3 |
Like good Aurelius let him reign or bleed | K3 |
Like Socrates that man is great indeed | K3 |
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What's fame A fancied life in others' breath | R2 |
A thing beyond us even before our death | R2 |
Just what you hear you have and what's unknown | H2 |
The same my Lord if Tully's or your own | H2 |
All that we feel of it begins and ends | P3 |
In the small circle of our foes or friends | P3 |
To all beside as much an empty shade | K3 |
An Eugene living as a Caesar dead | K3 |
Alike or when or where they shone or shine | H |
Or on the Rubicon or on the Rhine | H |
A wit's a feather and a chief a rod | K3 |
An honest man's the noblest work of God | K3 |
Fame but from death a villain's name can save | O2 |
As justice tears his body from the grave | O2 |
When what t' oblivion better were resign'd | K3 |
Is hung on high to poison half mankind | K3 |
All fame is foreign but of true desert | K3 |
Plays round the head but comes not to the heart | K3 |
One self approving hour whole years out weighs | P3 |
Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas | P3 |
And more true joy Marcellus exiled feels | P3 |
Than Caesar with a senate at his heels | P3 |
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In parts superior what advantage lies | P3 |
Tell for you can what is it to be wise | P3 |
'Tis but to know how little can be known | H2 |
To see all others' faults and feel our own | H2 |
Condemn'd in business or in arts to drudge | U3 |
Without a second or without a judge | U3 |
Truths would you teach or save a sinking land | K3 |
All fear none aid you and few understand | K3 |
Painful pre eminence yourself to view | Y2 |
Above life's weakness and its comforts too | Y2 |
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Bring then these blessings to a strict account | K3 |
Make fair deductions see to what they mount | K3 |
How much of other each is sure to cost | K3 |
How each for other oft is wholly lost | K3 |
How inconsistent greater goods with these | P3 |
How sometimes life is risk'd and always ease | P3 |
Think and if still the things thy envy call | P |
Say wouldst thou be the man to whom they fall | P |
To sigh for ribands if thou art so silly | C |
Mark how they grace Lord Umbra or Sir Billy | C |
Is yellow dirt the passion of thy life | N2 |
Look but on Gripus or on Gripus' wife | N2 |
If parts allure thee think how Bacon shined | K3 |
The wisest brightest meanest of mankind | K3 |
Or ravish'd with the whistling of a name | D |
See Cromwell damn'd to everlasting fame | D |
If all united thy ambition call | P |
From ancient story learn to scorn them all | P |
There in the rich the honour'd famed and great | K3 |
See the false scale of happiness complete | K3 |
In hearts of kings or arms of queens who lay | Z2 |
How happy those to ruin these betray | Z2 |
Mark by what wretched steps their glory grows | P3 |
From dirt and sea weed as proud Venice rose | P3 |
In each how guilt and greatness equal ran | V3 |
And all that raised the hero sunk the man | V3 |
Now Europe's laurels on their brows behold | K3 |
But stain'd with blood or ill exchanged for gold | K3 |
Then see them broke with toils or sunk in ease | P3 |
Or infamous for plunder'd provinces | P3 |
Oh wealth ill fated which no act of fame | D |
E'er taught to shine or sanctified from shame | D |
What greater bliss attends their close of life | N2 |
Some greedy minion or imperious wife | N2 |
The trophied arches storied halls invade | K3 |
And haunt their slumbers in the pompous shade | K3 |
Alas not dazzled with their noontide ray | Z2 |
Compute the morn and evening to the day | Z2 |
The whole amount of that enormous fame | D |
A tale that blends their glory with their shame | D |
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VII Know then this truth enough for man to know | G |
'Virtue alone is happiness below ' | - |
The only point where human bliss stands still | S2 |
And tastes the good without the fall to ill | S2 |
Where only merit constant pay receives | P3 |
Is bless'd in what it takes and what it gives | P3 |
The joy unequall'd if its end it gain | O |
And if it lose attended with no pain | O |
Without satiety though e'er so bless'd | K3 |
And but more relish'd as the more distress'd | K3 |
The broadest mirth unfeeling Folly wears | P3 |
Less pleasing far than Virtue's very tears | P3 |
Good from each object from each place acquired | K3 |
For ever exercised yet never tired | K3 |
Never elated while one man's oppress'd | K3 |
Never dejected while another's bless'd | K3 |
And where no wants no wishes can remain | O |
Since but to wish more virtue is to gain | O |
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See the sole bliss Heaven could on all bestow | G |
Which who but feels can taste but thinks can know | G |
Yet poor with fortune and with learning blind | K3 |
The bad must miss the good untaught will find | K3 |
Slave to no sect who takes no private road | K3 |
But looks through Nature up to Nature's God | K3 |
Pursues that chain which links th' immense design | H |
Joins Heaven and Earth and mortal and divine | H |
Sees that no being any bliss can know | G |
But touches some above and some below | G |
Learns from this union of the rising whole | B2 |
The first last purpose of the human soul | B2 |
And knows where faith law morals all began | V3 |
All end in love of God and love of Man | V3 |
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For him alone Hope leads from goal to goal | B2 |
And opens still and opens on his soul | B2 |
Till lengthen'd on to Faith and unconfined | K3 |
It pours the bliss that fills up all the mind | K3 |
He sees why Nature plants in Man alone | H2 |
Hope of known bliss and faith in bliss unknown | H2 |
Nature whose dictates to no other kind | K3 |
Are given in vain but what they seek they find | K3 |
Wise is her present she connects in this | P3 |
His greatest virtue with his greatest bliss | P3 |
At once his own bright prospect to be bless'd | K3 |
And strongest motive to assist the rest | K3 |
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Self love thus push'd to social to divine | H |
Gives thee to make thy neighbour's blessing thine | H |
Is this too little for the boundless heart | K3 |
Extend it let thy enemies have part | K3 |
Grasp the whole worlds of Reason Life and Sense | P3 |
In one close system of Benevolence | P3 |
Happier as kinder in whate'er degree | C |
And height of bliss but height of charity | C |
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God loves from whole to parts but human soul | B2 |
Must rise from individual to the whole | B2 |
Self love but serves the virtuous mind to wake | S3 |
As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake | S3 |
The centre moved a circle straight succeeds | P3 |
Another still and still another spreads | P3 |
Friend parent neighbour first it will embrace | P3 |
His country next and next all human race | P3 |
Wide and more wide th' o'erflowings of the mind | K3 |
Take every creature in of every kind | K3 |
Earth smiles around with boundless bounty bless'd | K3 |
And Heaven beholds its image in his breast | K3 |
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Come then my friend my genius come along | R3 |
O master of the poet and the song | R3 |
And while the Muse now stoops or now ascends | P3 |
To Man's low passions or their glorious ends | P3 |
Teach me like thee in various Nature wise | P3 |
To fall with dignity with temper rise | P3 |
Form'd by thy converse happily to steer | K |
From grave to gay from lively to severe | K |
Correct with spirit eloquent with ease | P3 |
Intent to reason or polite to please | P3 |
Oh while along the stream of Time thy name | D |
Expanded flies and gathers all its fame | D |
Say shall my little bark attendant sail | W3 |
Pursue the triumph and partake the gale | W3 |
When statesmen heroes kings in dust repose | P3 |
Whose sons shall blush their fathers were thy foes | P3 |
Shall then this verse to future age pretend | K3 |
Thou wert my guide philosopher and friend | K3 |
That urged by thee I turn'd the tuneful art | K3 |
From sounds to things from fancy to the heart | K3 |
For Wit's false mirror held up Nature's light | K3 |
Show'd erring pride Whatever is is right | K3 |
That Reason Passion answer one great aim | D |
That true Self love and Social are the same | D |
That Virtue only makes our bliss below | G |
And all our knowledge is Ourselves to know | G |
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VARIATIONS | P3 |
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VER in the MS thus | P3 |
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O Happiness to which we all aspire | P2 |
Wing'd with strong hope and borne by full desire | Q2 |
That ease for which in want in wealth we sigh | E |
That ease for which we labour and we die | E |
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After VER in the MS | P3 |
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Say not 'Heaven's here profuse there poorly saves | P3 |
And for one monarch makes a thousand slaves ' | - |
You'll find when causes and their ends are known | H2 |
'Twas for the thousand Heaven has made that one | B3 |
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After VER in the MS | P3 |
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'Tis peace of mind alone is at a stay | Z2 |
The rest mad Fortune gives or takes away | Z2 |
All other bliss by accident's debarr'd | Z2 |
But virtue's in the instant a reward | Z2 |
In hardest trials operates the best | Z2 |
And more is relish'd as the more distress'd | Z2 |
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After VER in the MS | P3 |
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Let sober moralists correct their speech | X3 |
No bad man's happy he is great or rich | Y3 |
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After VER in the MS | P3 |
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Of every evil since the world began | V3 |
The real source is not in God but man | V3 |
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After VER in some editions | P3 |
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Give each a system all must be at strife | N2 |
What different systems for a man and wife | N2 |
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After VER in the MS | P3 |
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Say what rewards this idle world imparts | P3 |
Or fit for searching heads or honest hearts | P3 |
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VER in the MS thus | P3 |
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The richest blood right honourably old | Z2 |
Down from Lucretia to Lucretia roll'd | Z2 |
May swell thy heart and gallop in thy breast | Z2 |
Without one dash of usher or of priest | Z2 |
Thy pride as much despise all other pride | Z2 |
As Christ church once all colleges beside | Z2 |
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After VER in the MS | P3 |
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Even while it seems unequal to dispose | P3 |
And chequers all the good man's joys with woes | P3 |
'Tis but to teach him to support each state | Z2 |
With patience this with moderation that | Z2 |
And raise his base on that one solid joy | E3 |
Which conscience gives and nothing can destroy | E3 |
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VER in the MS thus | P3 |
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And now transported o'er so vast a plain | O |
While the wing'd courser flies with all her rein | O |
While heavenward now her mounting wing she feels | P3 |
Now scatter'd fools fly trembling from her heels | P3 |
Wilt thou my St John keep her course in sight | Z2 |
Confine her fury and assist her flight | Z2 |
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VER in the MS thus | P3 |
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That just to find a God is all we can | V3 |
And all the study of mankind is Man | V3 |
Alexander Pope
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