Maxioms by John Byrom
As fierce as hell, or fiercer still,
A woman piqued who has her will.
As fierce as hell, or fiercer still,
A woman piqued who has her will.
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.
If that you have a former friend for foe.
If that you have a former friend for foe.
Foes, friends, men, women, now are nought to me
But dreams of what has been, no more to be.
Foes, friends, men, women, now are nought to me
But dreams of what has been, no more to be.
He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.
He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.
