Maxioms by John Dryden
Ev'n wit's a burthen, when it talks too long.
Ev'n wit's a burthen, when it talks too long.
As when the dove returning bore the mark
Of earth restored to the long labouring ark;
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As when the dove returning bore the mark
Of earth restored to the long labouring ark;
The relics of mankind, secure at rest,
Open every window to receive the guest,
And the fair bearer of the message bless'd.
A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o'er-informed the tenement read more
A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
