Trust Not Yourself, But Your Defects To

And You, My Critics! In The Chequer'd Shade, Admire New Light Thro' Holes Yourselves Have Made.

Some Positive Persisting Fops We Know, Who, If Once Wrong, Will Needs Be Always So; But You With Pleasure Own Your Errors Past, And Make Each Day A Critique On The Last.

Who Ne'er Knew Joy But Friendship Might Divide,or Gave His Father Grief But When He Died.

Fickle Fortune Reigns, And, Undiscerning, Scatters Crowns And Chains.

To Teach Vain Wits That Science Little Known, T' Admire Superior Sense, And Doubt Their Own!