Maxioms by Michael Eyquen De Montaigne
Whose wit in the combat as gentle as bright
Ne'er carried a heartstain away on its blade.
Whose wit in the combat as gentle as bright
Ne'er carried a heartstain away on its blade.
The bees pillage the flowers here and there but they make honey
of them which is all their own; read more
The bees pillage the flowers here and there but they make honey
of them which is all their own; it is no longer thyme or
marjolaine: so the pieces borrowed from others he will transform
and mix up into a work all his own.
[Fr., Les abeilles pillotent deca dela les fleurs; mais elles en
font aprez le miel, qui est tout leur; ce n'est plus thym, ny
marjolaine: ainsi les pieces empruntees d'aultruy, il les
transformera et confondra pour en faire un ouvrage tout sien.]
Bliss itself is not worth having,
If we're by compulsion blest.
Bliss itself is not worth having,
If we're by compulsion blest.
Light may come where all looks darkest,
Hope hath life, when life seems o'er.
Light may come where all looks darkest,
Hope hath life, when life seems o'er.
The pain
Remembrance gives, when the fix'd dart
Is stirred thus in the wound again.
The pain
Remembrance gives, when the fix'd dart
Is stirred thus in the wound again.
