Maxioms by Samuel Butler
Quoth Sidrophel, If you suppose,
Sir Knight, that I am one of those,
I might suspect, and read more
Quoth Sidrophel, If you suppose,
Sir Knight, that I am one of those,
I might suspect, and take th' alarm,
You bus'ness is but to inform;
But if it be, 'tis ne'er the near,
You have a wrong sow by the ear.
Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient premises.
Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient premises.
She that with poetry is won,
Is but a desk to write upon;
And what men say read more
She that with poetry is won,
Is but a desk to write upon;
And what men say of her they mean
No more than on the thing they lean.
Through thick and thin.
Through thick and thin.
Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat;
Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.
Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat;
Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.
