How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot A heap of dust alone remains of thee 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
Alexander PopeThe vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.
Alexander PopeSome are bewildered in the maze of schools, And some made coxcombs nature meant but fools.
Alexander Pope