Maxioms by John Byrom
He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.
He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.
For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.
For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.
If that you have a former friend for foe.
If that you have a former friend for foe.
Give me the soft sigh, whilst the soul-telling eye
Is dimm'd for a time with a tear.
Give me the soft sigh, whilst the soul-telling eye
Is dimm'd for a time with a tear.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
