Maxioms by James Thomson (1)
Ah! what avail the largest gifts of Heaven,
When drooping health and spirits go amiss?
How tasteless read more
Ah! what avail the largest gifts of Heaven,
When drooping health and spirits go amiss?
How tasteless then whatever can be given!
Health is the vital principle of bliss,
And exercise of health.
A lucky chance, that oft decides the fate
Of mighty monarchs.
A lucky chance, that oft decides the fate
Of mighty monarchs.
At the throng'd levee bends the venal tribe:
With fair but faithless smiles each varnish'd o'er,
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At the throng'd levee bends the venal tribe:
With fair but faithless smiles each varnish'd o'er,
Each smooth as those that mutually deceive,
And for their falsehood each despising each.
Slow let us trace the matchless vale of Thames;
Fair winding up to where the Muses haunt
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Slow let us trace the matchless vale of Thames;
Fair winding up to where the Muses haunt
In Twit'nham bowers, and for their Pope implore.
The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.
The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.
