Maxioms by Robert Southey
"How does the Water
Come down at Lodore?"
"How does the Water
Come down at Lodore?"
Three things a wise man will not trust,
The wind, the sunshine of an April day,
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Three things a wise man will not trust,
The wind, the sunshine of an April day,
And woman's plighted faith.
Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky
Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray,
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Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky
Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray,
Each in the south melting.
All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing read more
All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.
O Reader! hast thou ever stood to see
The Holly-tree?
The eye that contemplates it well perceives
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O Reader! hast thou ever stood to see
The Holly-tree?
The eye that contemplates it well perceives
Its glossy leaves
Ordered by an Intelligence so wise
As might confound the Atheist's sophistries.