Maxioms by John Dryden
Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night.
Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night.
And all at Worcester but the honour lost.
And all at Worcester but the honour lost.
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay;
To-morrow's falser than the former day;
Lies worse; and while read more
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay;
To-morrow's falser than the former day;
Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest
With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.
Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.
Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.
God never made His work for man to mend.
God never made His work for man to mend.
