Maxioms by Michael Eyquen De Montaigne
Light may come where all looks darkest,
Hope hath life, when life seems o'er.
Light may come where all looks darkest,
Hope hath life, when life seems o'er.
Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!
Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!
Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's read more
Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's reply,
From every eye,
Is, "Live we while we may."
He who should teach men to die, would at the same time teach them
to live.
He who should teach men to die, would at the same time teach them
to live.
Persons of mean understandings, not so inquisitive, nor so well
instructed, are made good Christians, and by reverence and read more
Persons of mean understandings, not so inquisitive, nor so well
instructed, are made good Christians, and by reverence and
obedience, implicity believe, and abide by their belief.