Maxioms by William Wordsworth
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
Art thou the bird whom Man loves best,
The pious bird with the scarlet breast,
Our little read more
Art thou the bird whom Man loves best,
The pious bird with the scarlet breast,
Our little English Robin;
The bird that comes about our doors
When autumn winds are sobbing?
Once did she hold the gorgeous East in fee,
And was the safeguard of the West.
Once did she hold the gorgeous East in fee,
And was the safeguard of the West.
One great society alone on earth: the noble living and the noble dead.
One great society alone on earth: the noble living and the noble dead.
Among the dwellings framed by birds
In field or forest with nice care,
Is none that with read more
Among the dwellings framed by birds
In field or forest with nice care,
Is none that with the little wren's
In snugness may compare.
