Maxioms by Horace Walpole
A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does
not mis-become a monarch.
A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does
not mis-become a monarch.
I sit with my toes in a brook,
And if any one axes forwhy?
I hits them read more
I sit with my toes in a brook,
And if any one axes forwhy?
I hits them a rap with my crook,
For 'tis sentiment does it, says I.
Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.
Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.
The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think.
The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think.
That is the best -- to laugh with someone because you think the same things are funny.
That is the best -- to laugh with someone because you think the same things are funny.