By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned; By strangers honored, and by strangers mourned. – Alexander Pope
And, after all, what is a lie? Tis but the truth in a masquerade. – Alexander Pope
By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned; By strangers honored, and by strangers mourned. – Alexander Pope
And, after all, what is a lie? Tis but the truth in a masquerade. – Alexander Pope
You purchase pain with all that joy can give, and die of nothing but a rage to live. – Alexander Pope