Talk what you will of taste, my friend, you'll find two of a face as soon as of a mind.
For lo! the board with cups and spoons is crowned.The berries crackle, and the mill turns round ... At once they gratify their scent and taste.And frequent cups prolong the rich repast... Coffee (which makes the politician wise And see through all things with his half-shut eyes).
Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue
Those oft are stratagems which errors seem Nor is it Homer nods, but we that dream.
A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.
Religion blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.