Maxioms by John Gay
Why is the hearse with scutcheons blazon'd round,
And with the nodding plume of ostrich crown'd?
No; read more
Why is the hearse with scutcheons blazon'd round,
And with the nodding plume of ostrich crown'd?
No; the dead know it not, nor profit gain;
It only serves to prove the living vain.
In every age and clime we see,
Two of a trade can ne'er agree.
In every age and clime we see,
Two of a trade can ne'er agree.
"I cannot raise my worth too high;
Of what vast consequence am I!"
"Not of the importance read more
"I cannot raise my worth too high;
Of what vast consequence am I!"
"Not of the importance you suppose,"
Replies a Flea upon his nose;
"Be humble, learn thyself to scan;
Know, pride was never made for man."
A justice with grave justices shall sit;
He praise their wisdom, they admire his wit.
A justice with grave justices shall sit;
He praise their wisdom, they admire his wit.
