Maxioms by John Dryden
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,
And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,
And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.
A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
But far more numerous was the herd of such,
Who think too little, and who talk too much.
But far more numerous was the herd of such,
Who think too little, and who talk too much.
Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.
Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.
