Maxioms by Robert Browning
Why comes temptation but for man to meet
And master and make crouch beneath his foot,
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Why comes temptation but for man to meet
And master and make crouch beneath his foot,
And so be pedestaled in triumph?
For the preacher's merit or demerit,
It were to be wished that the flaws were fewer
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For the preacher's merit or demerit,
It were to be wished that the flaws were fewer
In the earthen vessel, holding treasure,
But the main thing is, does it hold good measure
Heaven soon sets right all other matters!
From the sprinkled isles,
Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea.
From the sprinkled isles,
Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea.
Better have failed in the high aim, as I,
Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed
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Better have failed in the high aim, as I,
Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed
As, God be thanked! I do not.
