Maxioms by William Cowper
Some boundless contiguity of shade.
Some boundless contiguity of shade.
Man on the dubious waves of error toss'd.
Man on the dubious waves of error toss'd.
Did Charity prevail, the press would prove
A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love.
Did Charity prevail, the press would prove
A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love.
Doing good,
Disinterested good, is not our trade.
Doing good,
Disinterested good, is not our trade.
What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching read more
What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.
