Alexander Pope (1688–1744). Complete Poetical Works. 1903.
Early Poems: Imitations of English PoetsEarl of Rochester: On Silence
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Thou wert ere Nature’s self began to be,
’T was one vast nothing all, and all slept fast in thee.
Ere fruitful thought conceiv’d Creation’s birth,
Or midwife word gave aid, and spoke the infant forth.
In one more various animal combin’d,
And framed the clam’rous race of busy humankind.
Till wrangling Science taught its noise and show,
And wicked Wit arose, thy most abusive foe.
Lost in the maze of words he turns again,
And seeks a surer state, and courts thy gentle reign.
Oppress’d with argumental tyranny,
And routed Reason finds a safe retreat in thee.
And in thy bosom lurks in thought’s disguise;
Thou varnisher of fools, and cheat of all the wise!
Folly by thee lies sleeping in the breast,
And ’t is in thee at last that Wisdom seeks for rest.
The only honour of the wishing dame;
The very want of tongue makes thee a kind of Fame.
How Church and State should be obliged to thee!
At Senate and at Bar how welcome wouldst thou be!
From rights of subjects, and the poor man’s cause;
Then pompous Silence reigns, and stills the noisy Laws.
What fav’rites gain, and what the nation owes,
Fly the forgetful world, and in thy arms repose.
The courtier’s learning, policy o’ th’ gown,
Are best by thee express’d, and shine in thee alone.
Lord’s quibble, critic’s jest, all end in thee;
All rest in peace at last, and sleep eternally.