Maxioms by John Dryden
Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.
Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.
To take up half on trust, and half to try,
Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.
To take up half on trust, and half to try,
Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.
Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
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Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch.
Who climbs the grammar-tree, distinctly knows
Where noun, and verb, and participle grows.
Who climbs the grammar-tree, distinctly knows
Where noun, and verb, and participle grows.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
