Maxioms by John Dryden
At home the hateful names of parties cease,
And factious souls are wearied into peace.
At home the hateful names of parties cease,
And factious souls are wearied into peace.
Not aw'd to duty by superior sway.
Not aw'd to duty by superior sway.
Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.
Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
