Maxioms by William Cowper
Silently as a dream the fabric rose;
No sound of hammer or of saw was there.
Silently as a dream the fabric rose;
No sound of hammer or of saw was there.
Words pregnant with celestial fire.
Words pregnant with celestial fire.
But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
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But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
Shine by the side of every path we tread
With such a lustre he that runs may read.
The still small voice is wanted.
The still small voice is wanted.
