Maxioms by William Wordsworth
And beauty, for confiding youth,
Those shocks of passion can prepare
That kill the bloom before its read more
And beauty, for confiding youth,
Those shocks of passion can prepare
That kill the bloom before its time,
And blanch, without the owner's crime,
The most resplendent hair.
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
Like--but oh! how different!
Like--but oh! how different!
He could afford to suffer
With those whom he saw suffer.
He could afford to suffer
With those whom he saw suffer.
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
