Maxioms by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
If my best wines mislike thy taste,
And my best service win thy frown,
Then tarry not, read more
If my best wines mislike thy taste,
And my best service win thy frown,
Then tarry not, I bid thee haste;
There's many another Inn in town.
Day is a snow-white Dove of heaven
That from the East glad message brings.
Day is a snow-white Dove of heaven
That from the East glad message brings.
We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!
We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!
These Winter nights against my window-pane
Nature with busy pencil draws designs
Of ferns and blossoms and read more
These Winter nights against my window-pane
Nature with busy pencil draws designs
Of ferns and blossoms and fine spray of pines,
Oak-leaf and acorn and fantastic vines,
Which she will make when summer comes again--
Quaint arabesques in argent, flat and cold,
Like curious Chinese etchings.
What probing deep
Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?
What probing deep
Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?
