The dances ended, all the fairy train For pinks and daisies search'd the flow'ry plain.
A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.
A perfect woman's but a softer man.
Nature and nature's laws lay hid in the night. God said, Let Newton be! and all was light!
So perish all who do the like again.
The grave unites; where e'en the great find rest, And blended lie th' oppressor and th' oppressed!