Maxioms by James Thomson (1)
So stands the statue that enchants the world,
So bending tries to veil the matchless boast,
The read more
So stands the statue that enchants the world,
So bending tries to veil the matchless boast,
The mingled beauties of exulting Greece.
Invite the rook who high amid the boughs,
In early spring, his airy city builds,
And ceaseless read more
Invite the rook who high amid the boughs,
In early spring, his airy city builds,
And ceaseless caws amusive.
Distrust any enterprise that requires new clothes.
Distrust any enterprise that requires new clothes.
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.
Among the changing months, May stands confest
The sweetest, and in fairest colors dressed.
Among the changing months, May stands confest
The sweetest, and in fairest colors dressed.
