Maxioms by Michael Eyquen De Montaigne
So closely our whims on our miseries tread,
That the laugh is awak'd ere the tear can be dried.
So closely our whims on our miseries tread,
That the laugh is awak'd ere the tear can be dried.
To-night, at least, to-night be gay,
Whate'er to-morrow brings.
To-night, at least, to-night be gay,
Whate'er to-morrow brings.
How many worthy men have we seen survive their own reputations!
How many worthy men have we seen survive their own reputations!
