Maxioms by Robert Frost
We dance round in a ring and suppose, While the secret sits in the middle and knows
We dance round in a ring and suppose, While the secret sits in the middle and knows
Style is the mind skating circles around itself as it moves forward
Style is the mind skating circles around itself as it moves forward
I never take my own side in a quarrel.
I never take my own side in a quarrel.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.
Oh I kept the first for another dayYet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if should ever come read more
Oh I kept the first for another dayYet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if should ever come back.