Maxioms by Charles Churchill
Constant attention wears the active mind,
Blots out our pow'rs, and leaves a blank behind.
Constant attention wears the active mind,
Blots out our pow'rs, and leaves a blank behind.
The Scots are poor, cries surly English pride;
True is the charge, nor by themselves denied.
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The Scots are poor, cries surly English pride;
True is the charge, nor by themselves denied.
Are they not then in strictest reason clear,
Who wisely come to mend their fortunes here?
Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
I criticize by creation--not by finding fault.
I criticize by creation--not by finding fault.
Be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.
Be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.