Maxioms by Samuel Butler
Where entity and quiddity,
The ghosts of defunct bodies, fly.
Where entity and quiddity,
The ghosts of defunct bodies, fly.
Authority intoxicates,
And makes mere sots of magistrates;
The fumes of it invade the brain,
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Authority intoxicates,
And makes mere sots of magistrates;
The fumes of it invade the brain,
And make men giddy, proud, and vain.
Cry out upon the stars for doing
Ill offices, to cross their wooing.
Cry out upon the stars for doing
Ill offices, to cross their wooing.
As if Religion were intended
For nothing else but to be mended.
As if Religion were intended
For nothing else but to be mended.
Life is not an exact science, it is an art.
Life is not an exact science, it is an art.
