Maxioms by Ben Jonson
A brute without a single redeeming point.
A brute without a single redeeming point.
He was not of an age, but for all time!
And all the Muses still were in their prime,
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He was not of an age, but for all time!
And all the Muses still were in their prime,
When, like Apollo, he came forth to warm
Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm!
The burnt child dreads the fire.
The burnt child dreads the fire.
Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . read more
Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy
To see how plump my bags are and my barns.
The Devil is an ass, I do acknowledge it.
The Devil is an ass, I do acknowledge it.
