Maxioms by Ben Jonson
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast,
Still to read more
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast,
Still to be powder'd, all perfum'd.
Lady, it is to be presumed,
Though art's hid causes are not found,
All is not sweet, all is not sound.
A prince without letters is a Pilot without eyes. All his
government is groping.
A prince without letters is a Pilot without eyes. All his
government is groping.
A pauper traveller will sing before a beggar.
A pauper traveller will sing before a beggar.
A brute without a single redeeming point.
A brute without a single redeeming point.
