Maxioms by John Dryden
Maintain your post: That's all the fame you need;
For 'tis impossible you should proceed.
Maintain your post: That's all the fame you need;
For 'tis impossible you should proceed.
The love of liberty with life is given,
And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.
The love of liberty with life is given,
And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.
Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.
Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.
At every close she made, th' attending throng
Replied, and bore the burden of the song:
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At every close she made, th' attending throng
Replied, and bore the burden of the song:
So just, so small, yet in so sweet a note,
It seemed the music melted in the throat.
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
