Maxioms by Charles Churchill
With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
A joke's a very serious thing.
A joke's a very serious thing.
No statesman e'er will find it worth his pains
To tax our labours and excise our brains.
No statesman e'er will find it worth his pains
To tax our labours and excise our brains.
The more laws, the less justice.
The more laws, the less justice.
The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown
To saints whose lives are better than his own.
The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown
To saints whose lives are better than his own.
