Maxioms by William Cowper
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.
None but an author knows an author's cares,
Or Fancy's fondness for the child she bears.
None but an author knows an author's cares,
Or Fancy's fondness for the child she bears.
His frown was full of terror, and his voice
Shook the delinquent with such fits of awe
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His frown was full of terror, and his voice
Shook the delinquent with such fits of awe
As left him not, till penitence had won
Lost favor back again, and clos'd the breach.
Where tempests never beat nor billows roar.
Where tempests never beat nor billows roar.
Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
