Maxioms by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Day hath put on his jacket, and around
His burning bosom buttoned it with stars.
Day hath put on his jacket, and around
His burning bosom buttoned it with stars.
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the God read more
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the God of storms,
The lightning and the gale.
The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor
its great scholars great men.
The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor
its great scholars great men.
The freeman casting, with unpurchased hand,
The vote that shakes the turrets of the land.
The freeman casting, with unpurchased hand,
The vote that shakes the turrets of the land.
Science is the topography of ignorance.
Science is the topography of ignorance.
