Can you help me to understand these verses? If there is anyone who read "An Essay on Criticism" by Alexander Pope, I would appreciate your help in understanding some of his verses. "...True wit is nature to advantage drest, What oft was thought, but ne'er so well exprest, Something, whose truth convinc'd at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our Mind..." "True Ease in Writing comes from Art, not Chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance. 'Tis not enough no Harshness gives Offence, The sound must seem an eccho to the sense. " "Be thou the first true Merit to befriend; His praise is lost, who stays till All commend; Short is the date, alas, of modern rhymes; And 'tis but just to let 'em live betimes." "And never so dire a thirst of glory boast, Nor in the critic let the Man be lost! Good-nature and good-sense must ever join; To Err is Humane; to forgive, Divine." Thank you for your answers. :)