Maxioms by Thomas Campbell
He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe.
He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe.
The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]
The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]
For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.
For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
There was silence deep as death;
And the boldest held his breath,
For a time.
There was silence deep as death;
And the boldest held his breath,
For a time.
