Maxioms by John Dryden
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.
Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.
She hugged the offender, and forgave the offense,
Sex to the last.
She hugged the offender, and forgave the offense,
Sex to the last.
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
