Maxioms by Edward Young
Wishing, of all employments is the worst.
Wishing, of all employments is the worst.
The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
Our birth is nothing but our death begun, As tapers waste the moment they take fire.
Our birth is nothing but our death begun, As tapers waste the moment they take fire.
How his eyes languish! how his thoughts adore
That painted coat, which Joseph never wore!
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How his eyes languish! how his thoughts adore
That painted coat, which Joseph never wore!
He shows, on holidays, a sacred pin,
That touch'd the ruff, that touched Queen Bess' chin.
Think nought a trifle, though it small appear;
Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
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Think nought a trifle, though it small appear;
Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
And trifles life.
