Note 1428 — AN ESSAY ON MAN, IN FOUR EPISTLES (continued 3)
Reading edition
The MS. goes on thus:
'Tis not in self it can begin and end, The bliss of one must with another blend: The strongest, noblest pleasures of the mind All hold of mutual converse with the kind. Can sensual lust, or selfish rapine, know Such as from bounty, love, or mercy flow? Of human nature wit its worst may write, We all revere it in our own despite.