Maxioms by John Dryden
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.
All human things are subject to decay,
And when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
All human things are subject to decay,
And when fate summons, monarchs must obey.
A mob is the scum that rises upmost when the nation boils.
A mob is the scum that rises upmost when the nation boils.
The people's prayer, the glad diviner's theme!
The young men's vision, and the old men's dream.
The people's prayer, the glad diviner's theme!
The young men's vision, and the old men's dream.
