Maxioms by William Cullen Bryant
Modest and shy as a nun is she;
One weak chirp is her only note;
Braggarts and read more
Modest and shy as a nun is she;
One weak chirp is her only note;
Braggarts and prince of braggarts is he,
Pouring boasts from his little throat.
To him who in the love of Nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
A read more
To him who in the love of Nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
A various language.
Weep not that the world changes--did it keep
A stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.
Weep not that the world changes--did it keep
A stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.
The shad-bush, white with flowers,
Brightened the glens; the new leaved butternut
And quivering poplar to the read more
The shad-bush, white with flowers,
Brightened the glens; the new leaved butternut
And quivering poplar to the roving breeze
Gave a balsamic fragrance.
Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her read more
Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.