Maxioms by John Byrom
A hand may first, and then a lip be kiss'd.
A hand may first, and then a lip be kiss'd.
And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.
And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.
Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.
Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.
How sweet the task to shield an absent friend!
I ask but this of mine to--not defend.
How sweet the task to shield an absent friend!
I ask but this of mine to--not defend.
