Maxioms by Abraham Cowley
Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find:
Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find:
Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain,
And drinks, and gapes for Drink again;
The Plants suck read more
The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain,
And drinks, and gapes for Drink again;
The Plants suck in the Earth and are
With constant Drinking fresh and fair.
We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
Money was made, not to command our will,
But all out lawful pleasure to fulfil.
Shame and read more
Money was made, not to command our will,
But all out lawful pleasure to fulfil.
Shame and woe to use, if we our wealth obey;
The horse doth with the horseman run away.
Money was made, not to command our will, But all our lawful pleasures to fulfill. Shame and woe to us, read more
Money was made, not to command our will, But all our lawful pleasures to fulfill. Shame and woe to us, if we our wealth obey; The horse doth with the horseman away.
