Maxioms by John Gay
From wine what sudden friendship springs?
From wine what sudden friendship springs?
Of all the fools that pride can boast,
A Coxcomb claims distinction most.
Of all the fools that pride can boast,
A Coxcomb claims distinction most.
How many saucy airs we meet,
From Temple Bar to Aldgate street!
How many saucy airs we meet,
From Temple Bar to Aldgate street!
That Raven on yon left-hand oak
(Curse on his ill-betiding croak)
Bodes me no good.
That Raven on yon left-hand oak
(Curse on his ill-betiding croak)
Bodes me no good.
Excuse me, then! you know my heart;
But dearest friends, alas! must part.
Excuse me, then! you know my heart;
But dearest friends, alas! must part.
