Maxioms by Samuel Butler
A Babylonish dialect
Which learned pedants much affect.
A Babylonish dialect
Which learned pedants much affect.
And he that makes his soul his surety,
I think, does give the best security.
And he that makes his soul his surety,
I think, does give the best security.
He ne'er consider'd it as loth
To look a gift-horse in the mouth,
And very wisely would read more
He ne'er consider'd it as loth
To look a gift-horse in the mouth,
And very wisely would lay forth
No more upon it than 'twas worth;
But as he got it freely, so
He spent it frank and freely too:
For saints themselves will sometimes be,
Of gifts that cost them nothing, free.
So 'ere the storm of war broke out,
Religion spawn'd a various rout
Of petulant capricious sects,
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So 'ere the storm of war broke out,
Religion spawn'd a various rout
Of petulant capricious sects,
That maggots of corrupted texts,
That first run all religion down,
And after every swarm its own.
