Maxioms by John Taylor "the Water Poet"
I sit within a helmless bark.
I sit within a helmless bark.
Better fed than taught.
Better fed than taught.
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
He shall find the rugged thistle bursting
Into glossy purples, that outredden
All voluptuous garden roses.
He shall find the rugged thistle bursting
Into glossy purples, that outredden
All voluptuous garden roses.
Bring in great logs and let them lie
To make a solid core of heat.
Bring in great logs and let them lie
To make a solid core of heat.
