Maxioms by John Dryden
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
Wit will shine
Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
Wit will shine
Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, read more
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
According to her cloth she cut her coat.
According to her cloth she cut her coat.
Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.
Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.
