Tis But A Part We

Like Cato, Give His Little Senate Laws, And Sit Attentive To His Own Applause.

A Brain Of Feathers, And A Heart Of Lead.

Truths Would You Teach, Or Save A Sinking Land? All Fear, None Aid You, And Few Understand.

Religion Blushing, Veils Her Sacred Fires, And Unawares Morality Expires.

Therefore They Who Say Our Thoughts Are Not Our Own Because They Resemble The Ancients, May As Well Say Our Faces Are Not Our Own, Because They Are Like Our Fathers: And Indeed It Is Very Unreasonable, That People Should Expect Us To Be Scholars, And Yet Be Angry To Find Us So.