Maxioms by John Taylor "the Water Poet"
And there is a worm in the lonely wood,
That pierces the liver and blackens the blood,
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And there is a worm in the lonely wood,
That pierces the liver and blackens the blood,
And makes it a sorrow to be.
God sends meat, and the Devil sends cooks.
God sends meat, and the Devil sends cooks.
For man is man, and master of his fate.
For man is man, and master of his fate.
Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
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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.
Better fed than taught.
Better fed than taught.
