Maxioms by Robert Herrick
Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse;
Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.
Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse;
Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.
'Tis not the food, but the content,
That makes the table's merriment.
'Tis not the food, but the content,
That makes the table's merriment.
He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke
He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
A winning wave, (deserving note.)
In the tempestuous petticote,
A careless shoe-string, in whose tye
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A winning wave, (deserving note.)
In the tempestuous petticote,
A careless shoe-string, in whose tye
I see a wilde civility,--
Doe more bewitch me than when art
Is too precise in every part.
