Maxioms by Aaron Hill
She was one of those who by fortune's boon
Are born, as they say, with a silver spoon
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She was one of those who by fortune's boon
Are born, as they say, with a silver spoon
In her mouth, not a wooden ladle.
Who backs his rigid Sabbath, so to speak,
Against the wicked remnant of the week."
Who backs his rigid Sabbath, so to speak,
Against the wicked remnant of the week."
He comes to the world, as a gentleman comes
To a lodging ready furnished.
He comes to the world, as a gentleman comes
To a lodging ready furnished.
But, oh! the love that gold must crown!
But, oh! the love that gold must crown!
Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
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Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
Look here, thou vile, predestined sinner,
Doomed to be roasted for a dinner.
