Maxioms by Walter Savage Landor
Thou breathing dial! since thy day began
The present hour was ever mark'd with shade.
Thou breathing dial! since thy day began
The present hour was ever mark'd with shade.
The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.
The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.
What is reading, but silent conversation.
What is reading, but silent conversation.
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.
Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.
Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.
