Maxioms by Robert Pollok
On his weary couch
Fat Luxury, sick of the night's debauch,
Lay groaning, fretful at the obtrusive read more
On his weary couch
Fat Luxury, sick of the night's debauch,
Lay groaning, fretful at the obtrusive beam
That through his lattice peeped derisively.
He was a man
Who stole the livery of the court of Heaven
To serve the devil read more
He was a man
Who stole the livery of the court of Heaven
To serve the devil in.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
'Twas slander filled her mouth with lying words;
Slander, the foulest whelp of Sin.
'Twas slander filled her mouth with lying words;
Slander, the foulest whelp of Sin.
