Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.
Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
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Haste, holy Friar,
Haste, ere the sinner shall expire!
Of all his guilt let him be shriven,
And smooth his path from earth to heaven!
Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive!
Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive!
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
He, who holds out but a doubtful hope of succour to the
afflicted, denies it.
He, who holds out but a doubtful hope of succour to the
afflicted, denies it.
