Maxioms by Horace (horatio) Smith
Our charity begins at home,
And mostly ends where it begins.
Our charity begins at home,
And mostly ends where it begins.
Gentle sleep!
Scatter thy drowsiest poppies from above;
And in new dreams not soon to vanish, bless
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Gentle sleep!
Scatter thy drowsiest poppies from above;
And in new dreams not soon to vanish, bless
My senses with the sight of her I love.
"Thou wert not, Solomon! in all thy glory
Array'd," the lilies cry, "in robes like ours;
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"Thou wert not, Solomon! in all thy glory
Array'd," the lilies cry, "in robes like ours;
How vain your grandeur! Ah, how transitory
Are human flowers!"