Maxioms by Colley Cibber
As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion.
As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion.
Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings read more
Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings of the sight?
Oh, tell your poor blind boy!
Stolen sweets are best.
Stolen sweets are best.
The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.
The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.
A weak Invention of the Enemy.
A weak Invention of the Enemy.
