Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Burn to be great,
Pay not thy praise to lofty things alone.
The plains are everlasting as read more
Burn to be great,
Pay not thy praise to lofty things alone.
The plains are everlasting as the hills,
The bard cannot have two pursuits; aught else
Comes on the mind with the like shock as though
Two worlds had gone to war, and met in air.
