Maxioms by William Cowper
In idle wishes fools supinely stay;
Be there a will,--and wisdom finds a way.
In idle wishes fools supinely stay;
Be there a will,--and wisdom finds a way.
Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
That good diffused may more abundant grow.
That good diffused may more abundant grow.
I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute,
From the centre read more
I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute,
From the centre all round to the sea,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
We start from the Mother's Arms and we run to the Dustshovel.
We start from the Mother's Arms and we run to the Dustshovel.
