Maxioms by George Chapman
I pray, what flowers are these?
The pansy this,
O, that's for lover's thoughts.
I pray, what flowers are these?
The pansy this,
O, that's for lover's thoughts.
Let no man value at a little price
A virtuous woman's counsel; her wing'd spirit
Is feather'd read more
Let no man value at a little price
A virtuous woman's counsel; her wing'd spirit
Is feather'd oftentimes with heavenly words.
Virtue is not malicious; wrong done her
Is righted even when men grant they err.
Virtue is not malicious; wrong done her
Is righted even when men grant they err.
As night the life-inclining stars best shows,
So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.
As night the life-inclining stars best shows,
So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.
