Maxioms by William Cowper
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees,
Rock'd in the cradle of the western breeze.
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees,
Rock'd in the cradle of the western breeze.
A business with an income at its heels.
A business with an income at its heels.
Call'd to the temple of impure delight
He that abstains, and he alone, does right.
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Call'd to the temple of impure delight
He that abstains, and he alone, does right.
If a wish wander that way, call it home;
He cannot long be safe whose wishes roam.
Great contest follows, and much learned dust
Involves the combatants; each claiming truth,
And truth disclaiming both.
Great contest follows, and much learned dust
Involves the combatants; each claiming truth,
And truth disclaiming both.
His wit invites you by his looks to come,
But when you knock, it never is at home.
His wit invites you by his looks to come,
But when you knock, it never is at home.
