Maxioms by Robert Blair
Careless, unsocial plant! that loves to dwell
'Midst skulls and coffins, epitaphs and worms:
Where light-heel'd ghosts read more
Careless, unsocial plant! that loves to dwell
'Midst skulls and coffins, epitaphs and worms:
Where light-heel'd ghosts and visionary shades,
Beneath the wan, cold Moon (as Fame reports)
Embodied, thick, perform their mystic rounds
No other merriment, dull tree! is thine.
The common damn'd shun their society.
The common damn'd shun their society.
Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul,
Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.
Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul,
Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.
Smiled like yon knot of cowslips on a cliff.
Smiled like yon knot of cowslips on a cliff.
When it draws near to witching time of night.
When it draws near to witching time of night.
