Maxioms by Thomas Hood
It is not linen you're wearing out,
But human creatures' lives.
It is not linen you're wearing out,
But human creatures' lives.
Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.
Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.
One more unfortunate
Weary of breath,
Rashly importunate,
Gone to her death!
One more unfortunate
Weary of breath,
Rashly importunate,
Gone to her death!
The Quaker loves an ample brim,
A hat that bows to no Salaam;
And dear the beaver read more
The Quaker loves an ample brim,
A hat that bows to no Salaam;
And dear the beaver is to him
As if it never made a dam.
Stoop where thou wilt, thy careless hand
Some random bud will meet;
Thou canst not tread, but read more
Stoop where thou wilt, thy careless hand
Some random bud will meet;
Thou canst not tread, but thou wilt find
The daisy at thy feet.
