Maxioms by John Gay
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.
Who hath not heard the rich complain
Of surfeits, and corporeal pain?
He barr'd from every use read more
Who hath not heard the rich complain
Of surfeits, and corporeal pain?
He barr'd from every use of wealth,
Envies the ploughman's strength and health.
A lost good name is ne'er retriev'd.
A lost good name is ne'er retriev'd.
There is no dependence that can be sure but a dependence upon one's self.
There is no dependence that can be sure but a dependence upon one's self.
The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew,
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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.