Maxioms by Edmund Waller
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.
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!
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.
All human things
Of dearest value hang on slender strings.
All human things
Of dearest value hang on slender strings.
That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a read more
That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a feather of his own,
Wherewith he wont to soar so high.
