Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck
Shall fling her old shoe after.
And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck
Shall fling her old shoe after.
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill.
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill.
With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.
With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel
force,
Something better than his dog, read more
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel
force,
Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Give place to your superiors.
Give place to your superiors.
