Or, with the snout of grovelling appetite,
E’er smelt it out, and grubb’d it from the dirt.
An art it is, and must be learn’d; and learn’d
With unremitting effort, or be lost;
And leaves us perfect blockheads, in our bliss.
The clouds may drop down titles and estates; 620
Wealth may seek us; but Wisdom must be sought;
Sought before all; but (how unlike all else
We seek on earth!) ’tis never sought in vain.
First, Pleasure’s birth, rise, strength, and grandeur, see.