Maxioms by John Byrom
Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.
Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.
His tact, too, temper'd him from grave to gay,
And taught him when to be reserved or free.
His tact, too, temper'd him from grave to gay,
And taught him when to be reserved or free.
How the devil is it that fresh features
Have such a charm for us poor human creatures?
How the devil is it that fresh features
Have such a charm for us poor human creatures?
I love my neighbor as myself,
Myself like him too, by his leave,
Nor to his pleasure, read more
I love my neighbor as myself,
Myself like him too, by his leave,
Nor to his pleasure, power or pelf
Came I to crouch, as I conceive.
Dame Nature doubtless has designed
A man the monarch of his mind.
