Maxioms by George Crabbe
The wife was pretty, trifling, childish, weak;
She could not think, but would not cease to speak.
The wife was pretty, trifling, childish, weak;
She could not think, but would not cease to speak.
His patient soul endures what Heav'n ordains,
But neither feels nor fears ideal pains.
His patient soul endures what Heav'n ordains,
But neither feels nor fears ideal pains.
A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.
A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.
Old Peter Grimes made fishing his employ;
His wife he cabined with him and his boy,
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Old Peter Grimes made fishing his employ;
His wife he cabined with him and his boy,
And seemed that life laborious to enjoy.
"What is a church?"--Our honest sexton tells,
'Tis a tall building, with a tower and bells.
"What is a church?"--Our honest sexton tells,
'Tis a tall building, with a tower and bells.
