Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Alexander PopeWith too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought.
Alexander PopePleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Alexander PopeWith too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought.
Alexander Pope