Maxioms by Unattributed Author
October's child is born for woe,
And life's vicissitudes must know;
But lay on Opal on her read more
October's child is born for woe,
And life's vicissitudes must know;
But lay on Opal on her breast,
And hope will lull those woes to rest.
It is a thing very displeasing to me when the hen speaks and the
cock is silent.
[Fr., read more
It is a thing very displeasing to me when the hen speaks and the
cock is silent.
[Fr., C'est chose qui moult me deplaist,
Quand poule parle et coq se taist.]
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft read more
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft like that of wool, or a young
woman, and may she protect thee from the depths of destruction.
Rise above him, O Earth, do not press painfully on him, give him
good things, give him consolation, as a mother covers her child
with her cloth, cover thou him.
By her who in this month is born,
No gems save Garnets should be worn;
They will read more
By her who in this month is born,
No gems save Garnets should be worn;
They will insure her constancy,
True friendship and fidelity.
