Maxioms by John Gay
My tongue within my lips I rein:
For who talks much must talk in vain.
My tongue within my lips I rein:
For who talks much must talk in vain.
Life is a jest; and all things show it. I thought so once; but now I know it.
Life is a jest; and all things show it. I thought so once; but now I know it.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise.
For envy is a kind of praise.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise.
For envy is a kind of praise.
A justice with grave justices shall sit;
He praise their wisdom, they admire his wit.
A justice with grave justices shall sit;
He praise their wisdom, they admire his wit.
"Is there no hope?" the sick man said,
The silent doctor shook his head,
And took his read more
"Is there no hope?" the sick man said,
The silent doctor shook his head,
And took his leave with signs of sorrow,
Despairing of his fee to-morrow.
