Maxioms by Charles Churchill
And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
Falsehoods border on truths.
Falsehoods border on truths.
With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
Who all in raptures their own works rehearse,
And drawl out measur'd prose, which they call verse.
Who all in raptures their own works rehearse,
And drawl out measur'd prose, which they call verse.
Be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.
Be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.
