Maxioms by Charles Churchill
With curious art the brain, too finely wrought,
Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
With curious art the brain, too finely wrought,
Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
Patience is sorrow's salve.
Patience is sorrow's salve.
The more haste, ever the worst speed.
The more haste, ever the worst speed.
Falsehoods border on truths.
Falsehoods border on truths.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led,
They damn those authors whom they never read.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led,
They damn those authors whom they never read.
