Maxioms by George Crabbe
Feed the musician, and he's out of tune
Feed the musician, and he's out of tune
Some hearts are hidden, some have not a heart.
Some hearts are hidden, some have not a heart.
To show the world what long experience gains,
Requires not courage, though it calls for pains;
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To show the world what long experience gains,
Requires not courage, though it calls for pains;
But at life's outset to inform mankind
Is a bold effort of a valiant mind.
Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme?
Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread,
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Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme?
Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread,
By winding myrtle round your ruin'd shed?
