Maxioms by Abraham Cowley
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might
Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might
Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.
Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal Now does always last.
Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal Now does always last.
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day,
But night itself does the rich gem betray.
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day,
But night itself does the rich gem betray.
Words that weep, and tears that speak.
Words that weep, and tears that speak.
We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before.
