Maxioms by Thomas Gray
The still small voice of gratitude.
The still small voice of gratitude.
Since sorrow never comes too late
And happiness too swiftly flies.
Since sorrow never comes too late
And happiness too swiftly flies.
Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send;
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Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send;
He gave to misery (all he had) a tear,
He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.
Grim-visaged, comfortless despair.
Grim-visaged, comfortless despair.
