Maxioms by John Dryden
A man so various, that he seem'd to be
Not one, but all mankind's epitome;
Stiff in read more
A man so various, that he seem'd to be
Not one, but all mankind's epitome;
Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong.
Was everything by starts, and nothing long;
But in the course of one revolving moon,
Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.
The proud he tam'd, the penitent he cheer'd:
Nor to rebuke the rich offender fear'd.
His preaching read more
The proud he tam'd, the penitent he cheer'd:
Nor to rebuke the rich offender fear'd.
His preaching much, but more his practice wrought;
(A living sermon of the truths he taught:)
For this by rules severe his life he squar'd:
That all might see the doctrines which they heard.
If A equals success, then the formula is: A = X + Y + Z, X is
work. Y read more
If A equals success, then the formula is: A = X + Y + Z, X is
work. Y is play. Z is keep your mouth shut.
Love taught him shame; and shame, with love at strife,
Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
Love taught him shame; and shame, with love at strife,
Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
The habit does not make the monk.
[Lat., Cucullus (or Cuculla) non facit monachum.]
The habit does not make the monk.
[Lat., Cucullus (or Cuculla) non facit monachum.]