Maxioms by John Bunyan
The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
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The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
Though Fate said, a hero should perish ill light;
So up rose bright Phoebus, and down fell the knight.
Her prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses O!
Her prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses O!
He that is down need fear no fall.
He that is down need fear no fall.
Better to be despised for too anxious apprehensions than ruined
by too confident a security.
Better to be despised for too anxious apprehensions than ruined
by too confident a security.
He who bestows his goods upon the poor shall have as much again, and ten times more.
He who bestows his goods upon the poor shall have as much again, and ten times more.