Maxioms by Edmund Waller
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.
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!
