Not fortune’s worshipper, nor fashion’s fool,
Not lucre’s madman, nor ambition’s tool,
Not proud, nor servile, be one poet’s praise,
That, if he pleas’d, he pleas’d by manly ways;
That flatt’ry, even to kings, he held a shame,
And thought a lie in verse or prose the same:
That not in fancy’s maze he wander’d long,
But stoop’d to truth, and moraliz’d his song.
~ Alexander Pope, Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot
