Maxioms by Algernon Sidney
Wind puffs up empty bladders; opinion, fools.
Wind puffs up empty bladders; opinion, fools.
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."
