This Nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourish'd two Locks, which graceful hung behind 20 In equal curls, and well conspir'd to deck With shining ringlets the smooth iv'ry neck.

All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

It is with narrow-souled people as with narrow-necked bottles: the less they have in them the more noise they make in pouring it out.

Men must be taught as if you taught them not And things unknown proposed as things forgot.

While, from the bounded level of our mind, Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind; But more advanced, behold, with strange surprise, New distant scenes of endless science rise!

The proper study of Mankind is Man.