Maxioms by Robert Pollok
Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.
But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.
Get wealth and power, if possible by grace,
If not, by any means, get wealth and place.
Get wealth and power, if possible by grace,
If not, by any means, get wealth and place.
Far from gay cities and the ways of men.
Far from gay cities and the ways of men.
