Maxioms by Ben Jonson
All concord's born of contraries.
All concord's born of contraries.
A countenance inconceivably forbidding.
A countenance inconceivably forbidding.
I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
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I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
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Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Where it concerns himself,
Who's angry at a slander, makes it true.
Where it concerns himself,
Who's angry at a slander, makes it true.
And I had lent my watch last night to one
That dines to-day at the sheriff's.
And I had lent my watch last night to one
That dines to-day at the sheriff's.
