Maxioms by Aristophanes
Ye children of man! whose life is a span
Protracted with sorrow from day to day,
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Ye children of man! whose life is a span
Protracted with sorrow from day to day,
Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous,
Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay.
Under every stone lurks a politician.
Under every stone lurks a politician.
The old are in a second childhood.
The old are in a second childhood.
The wise learn many things from their foes.
The wise learn many things from their foes.
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before,
Advanced a stage or two upon that road
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Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before,
Advanced a stage or two upon that road
Which you must travel in the steps they trod.
