Maxioms by Edmund Waller
The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er;
So calm are we when passions are no more!
The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er;
So calm are we when passions are no more!
The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build
Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.
The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build
Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.
His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.
His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.
The fear of Hell, or aiming to be blest, Savors too much of private interest. This moved not Moses, nor read more
The fear of Hell, or aiming to be blest, Savors too much of private interest. This moved not Moses, nor the zealous Paul, Who for their friends abandoned soul and all.
Tea does our fancy aid,
Repress those vapours which the head invade
And keeps that palace of read more
Tea does our fancy aid,
Repress those vapours which the head invade
And keeps that palace of the soul serene.
