Maxioms by Robert Herrick
It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.
It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.
Maybe this world is another planet's hell.
Maybe this world is another planet's hell.
Fair daffadils, we weep to see
You haste away so soone;
As yet the early-rising sun
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Fair daffadils, we weep to see
You haste away so soone;
As yet the early-rising sun
Has not attained its noone.
. . . .
We have short time to stay as you,
We have as short a spring;
As quick a growth to meet decay
As you or anything.
Actions from youth, advice from the middle-aged, prayers from the
aged.
Actions from youth, advice from the middle-aged, prayers from the
aged.
'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.