Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,
The sun has left the lea,
The orange flower perfumes read more
Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,
The sun has left the lea,
The orange flower perfumes the bower,
The breeze is on the sea.
Every cock fights best on his own dunghill.
Every cock fights best on his own dunghill.
Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
You whirled them to the back of beyont.
You whirled them to the back of beyont.
Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.
Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.
