To Virtue only and her friends, a friend, The World beside may murmur, or commend. Know, all the distant din that world can keep, Rolls o’er my Grotto, and but sooths my sleep. There, my retreat the best Companions grace, Chiefs out of war, and Statesmen out of place. There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The Feast of Reason and the Flow of Soul.
~ Alexander Pope, “The First Satire of the Second Book of Horace Imitated”
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