Maxioms by John Gay
To frame the little animal, provide
All the gay hues that wait on female pride:
Let Nature read more
To frame the little animal, provide
All the gay hues that wait on female pride:
Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire
The shining belles of the fly require;
The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail,
Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail.
"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.
No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew,
With read more
The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew,
With golden treasures load his little thighs,
And steer his distant journey through the skies.
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.
