Maxioms by John Byrom
Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.
Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.
For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.
And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.
And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.
With good and gentle-humored hearts
I choose to chat where'er I come
Whate'er the subject be that read more
With good and gentle-humored hearts
I choose to chat where'er I come
Whate'er the subject be that starts.
But if I get among the glum
I hold my tongue to tell the truth
And keep my breath to cool my broth.
