Maxioms by Robert Southey
Cold is thy hopeless heart, even as charity.
Cold is thy hopeless heart, even as charity.
While Washington hath left
His awful memory,
A light for after times.
While Washington hath left
His awful memory,
A light for after times.
. . . make the abhorrent eye
Roll back and close.
. . . make the abhorrent eye
Roll back and close.
If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the read more
If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
