Maxioms by John Dryden
But far more numerous was the herd of such,
Who think too little, and who talk too much.
But far more numerous was the herd of such,
Who think too little, and who talk too much.
Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense
Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense
Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.
But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.
So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill,
And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.
So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill,
And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.
To take up half on trust, and half to try,
Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.
To take up half on trust, and half to try,
Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.
