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.
Look around the habitable world, how few
Know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.
Look around the habitable world, how few
Know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.
Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.
Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail,
Our lion now will foreign foes assail.
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail,
Our lion now will foreign foes assail.
