Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
A poet not in love is out at sea;
He must have a lay-figure.
A poet not in love is out at sea;
He must have a lay-figure.
America! half brother of the world!
With something good and bad of every land.
America! half brother of the world!
With something good and bad of every land.
Love spends his all, and still hath store.
Love spends his all, and still hath store.
Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.
Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.
