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At every trifle scorn to take offense, That always shows great pride, or little sense: Those heads, as stomachs, are not sure the best, Which nauseate all, and nothing can digest. AT EVERY TRIFLE SCORN TO TAKE OFFENSE THAT ALWAYS SHOWS GREAT PRIDE OR LITTLE SENSE THOSE HEADS OR STOMACHS AND NOT SURE THE BEST WHICH KNOWS IT ALL AND NOTHING CAN DIGEST
The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, [366] And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows, But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar, When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labors, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er the unbending corn, and skims along the main. [373] Hear how Timotheus' varied lays surprise, [374] And bid alternate passions fall and rise! While, at each change, the son of Libyan Jove [376] Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found, And the world's victor stood subdued by sound? [381] The power of music all our hearts allow, And what Timotheus was, is Dryden now. Avoid extremes, and shun the fault of such, Who still are pleased too little or too much. VE LEARNED TO DANCE TIS NOT ENOUGH NOR HARSHNESS GIVES OFFEND THE SOUND MUST SEEM AN ECHO TO THE SENSE SOFT IS THE STRAIN WHEN ZIPPIER GENTLY BLOWS AND THE SMOOTH STREAM IN SMOOTHER NUMBERS FLOW BUT WHEN LOUD SURGES LASH THE SOUNDING SHORE THE HOARSE ROUGH VERSE SHOULD LIKE TORRENT ROAR WHEN AJECT STRIVES SOME ROCK'S VAST WAY TO THROW THE LION TO LABORS AND THE WORDS MOVE SLOW NOT SO WHEN SWIFT CAME SCORES THE PLAIN FLIES OVER THE UNBENDING CORN AND SCHEMES ALONG THE MAIN HERE HOW TIMOTHIA'S BURIED LAY SURPRISE UNTIL ALTERNATE PASSIONS FALL AND RISE WHILE AT EACH CHANCE THE SON OF LIBYA AND JOVIE NOW BURNS WITH GLORY AND THEN MELTS WITH LOVE NOW HIS FIERCE EYES WITH SPARKLING FIRRY GLOW NOW INCISE STEALS OUT AND TEARS BEGIN TO FLOW PERSIANS AND GREEKS LIKE TURNS OF NATURE FOUND AND THE WORLD'S PICTURES STOOD SUBDUED BY SOUND THE POWER OF MUSIC ALL OUR HEARTS ALLOW AND WHAT TIMIDUS WAS IS THREATENED NOW AVOID EXTREMES AND SHUN THE FAULTS OF SUCH WHO STILL A PLEASE TOO LITTLE OR TOO MUCH
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