Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, and fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Alexander PopeLo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.
Alexander PopePride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, and fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Alexander PopeLo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.
Alexander Pope