Maxioms by Robert Pollok
But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.
But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.
Get money, money still!
And then let virtue follow, if she will.
Get money, money still!
And then let virtue follow, if she will.
And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
Virtue alone is happiness below.
Virtue alone is happiness below.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.