dire a Thirst of Glory boast, Nor in the Critick let the Man be lost! Bibliographic Record, download This eBook, format, url. Keep reading to learn how to write a critical essay. Some, to whom Heav'n in Wit has been profuse.
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Such late was Walsh,-the Muse's Judge and Friend, Who justly knew to blame or to commend; To Failings mild, but zealous write an essay on computer world for Desert; The clearest Head, and the sincerest Heart. Oh may some Spark of your Coelestial Fire The last, the meanest of your Sons inspire, (That on weak Wings, from far, pursues your Flights; Glows while he reads, but trembles as he writes) To teach vain Wits a Science little known, T' admire Superior. Yet let not each gay Turn thy Rapture move, For Fools Admire, but Men of Sense Approve; As things seem large which we thro' Mists descry, Dulness is ever apt to Magnify. If once right Reason drives that Cloud away, Truth breaks upon us with resistless Day; Trust not your self; but your Defects to know, Make use of ev'ry Friend-and ev'ry Foe. But let a Lord once own the happy Lines, How the Wit brightens! In grave Quintilian's copious Work we find The justest Rules, and clearest Method join'd; Thus useful Arms in Magazines we place, All rang'd in Order, and dispos'd with Grace, But less to please the Eye, than arm the Hand, Still fit for Use, and ready.
Each burns alike, who can, or cannot write, Or with a Rival's or an Eunuch's spite. Throughout the poem, Pope refers to ancient writers such. Yet some there were, among the sounder Few Of those who less presum'd, and better knew, Who durst assert the juster Ancient Cause, And here restor'd Wit's Fundamental Laws. A little Learning is a dang'rous Thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring: There shallow Draughts intoxicate the Brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.