Maxioms by William Cowper
The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.
The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.
Toil for the brave!
The brave that are no more.
Toil for the brave!
The brave that are no more.
Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor;
And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.
Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor;
And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.
With spots quadrangular of diamond form,
Ensanguined hearts, clubs typical of strife,
And spades, the emblems of read more
With spots quadrangular of diamond form,
Ensanguined hearts, clubs typical of strife,
And spades, the emblems of untimely graves.
While fancy, like the finger of a clock,
Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
While fancy, like the finger of a clock,
Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
