John Gay ( 10 of 59 )
What happiness the rural maid attends,
In cheerful labour while each day she spends!
She gratefully receives read more
What happiness the rural maid attends,
In cheerful labour while each day she spends!
She gratefully receives what Heav'n has sent,
And, rich in poverty, enjoys content.
The brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
The brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
When rogues like these (a sparrow cries)
To honours and employments rise,
I court no favor, ask read more
When rogues like these (a sparrow cries)
To honours and employments rise,
I court no favor, ask no place,
For such preferment is disgrace.
Cowards are cruel, but the brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
Cowards are cruel, but the brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
"Is there no hope?" the sick man said,
The silent doctor shook his head,
And took his read more
"Is there no hope?" the sick man said,
The silent doctor shook his head,
And took his leave with signs of sorrow,
Despairing of his fee to-morrow.
"I cannot raise my worth too high;
Of what vast consequence am I!"
"Not of the importance read more
"I cannot raise my worth too high;
Of what vast consequence am I!"
"Not of the importance you suppose,"
Replies a Flea upon his nose;
"Be humble, learn thyself to scan;
Know, pride was never made for man."
Those who in quarrels interpose, Must often wipe a bloody nose.
Those who in quarrels interpose, Must often wipe a bloody nose.
That Raven on yon left-hand oak
(Curse on his ill-betiding croak)
Bodes me no good.
That Raven on yon left-hand oak
(Curse on his ill-betiding croak)
Bodes me no good.
Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
