Maxioms by John Taylor "the Water Poet"
Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more read more
Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith than Norman blood.
I sit within a helmless bark.
I sit within a helmless bark.
In robe and crown the king stepped down,
To meet and greet her on her way.
In robe and crown the king stepped down,
To meet and greet her on her way.
Let never maiden think, however fair,
She is not fairer in new clothes than old.
Let never maiden think, however fair,
She is not fairer in new clothes than old.
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
