Maxioms by George Farquhar
Courage, the highest gift, that scorns to bend
To mean devices for a sordid end.
Courage--an independent read more
Courage, the highest gift, that scorns to bend
To mean devices for a sordid end.
Courage--an independent spark from Heaven's bright throne,
By which the soul stands raised, triumphant high, alone.
Great in itself, not praises of the crowd,
Above all vice, it stoops not to be proud.
Courage, the mighty attribute of powers above,
By which those great in war, are great in love.
The spring of all brave acts is seated here,
As falsehoods draw their sordid birth from fear.
Money is the sinews of love, as of war.
Money is the sinews of love, as of war.
I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face.
I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face.
'Twas for the good of my country that I should be abroad.
Anything for the good of one's country--I'm read more
'Twas for the good of my country that I should be abroad.
Anything for the good of one's country--I'm a Roman for that.
