Maxioms by John Dryden
Drawn to the dregs of a democracy.
Drawn to the dregs of a democracy.
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail,
Our lion now will foreign foes assail.
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail,
Our lion now will foreign foes assail.
Ay, these look like the workmanship of heaven;
This is the porcelain clay of human kind,
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Ay, these look like the workmanship of heaven;
This is the porcelain clay of human kind,
And therefore cast into these noble moulds.
Ev'n wit's a burthen, when it talks too long.
Ev'n wit's a burthen, when it talks too long.
A mob is the scum that rises upmost when the nation boils.
A mob is the scum that rises upmost when the nation boils.
