Maxioms by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Only the sea intoning,
Only the wainscot-mouse,
Only the wild wind moaning
Over the read more
Only the sea intoning,
Only the wainscot-mouse,
Only the wild wind moaning
Over the lonely house.
We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!
We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!
Hebe's here, May is here!
The air is fresh and sunny;
And the miser-bees are busy
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Hebe's here, May is here!
The air is fresh and sunny;
And the miser-bees are busy
Hoarding golden honey.
No bird has ever uttered note That was not in some first bird's throat; Since Eden's freshness and man's read more
No bird has ever uttered note That was not in some first bird's throat; Since Eden's freshness and man's fall No rose has been original.
What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
