Maxioms by John Byrom
The point is plain as a pike staff.
The point is plain as a pike staff.
I tell the tale as it was told to me.
I tell the tale as it was told to me.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
But sighs subside, and tears (even widows') shrink,
Like Arno in the summer, to a shallow.
But sighs subside, and tears (even widows') shrink,
Like Arno in the summer, to a shallow.
As fierce as hell, or fiercer still,
A woman piqued who has her will.
As fierce as hell, or fiercer still,
A woman piqued who has her will.
