Maxioms by David Garrick
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.
Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.
Prologues like compliments are loss of time;
'Tis penning bows and making legs in rhyme.
Prologues like compliments are loss of time;
'Tis penning bows and making legs in rhyme.
Heaven sends us good meat, but the devil sends us cooks.
Heaven sends us good meat, but the devil sends us cooks.
Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.
Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.
