Maxioms by William Wordsworth
Sad fancies do we then affect,
In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
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Sad fancies do we then affect,
In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
Of too familiar happiness.
In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who read more
In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn't know what he is doing.
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.
The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
Dropped from read more
The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
Dropped from an Angel's wing.
