Maxioms by John Dryden
For friendship, of itself a holy tie,
Is made more sacred by adversity.
For friendship, of itself a holy tie,
Is made more sacred by adversity.
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their read more
What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?
Whatever is, is in its causes just.
Whatever is, is in its causes just.
Hard features every bungler can command:
To draw true beauty shows a master's hand.
Hard features every bungler can command:
To draw true beauty shows a master's hand.
