Maxioms by Jonathan Swift
What some invent, the rest enlarge.
What some invent, the rest enlarge.
I've often wished that I had clear,
For life, six hundred pounds a year,
A handsome house read more
I've often wished that I had clear,
For life, six hundred pounds a year,
A handsome house to lodge a friend,
A river at my garden's end,
A terrace walk, and half a rood
Of land, set out to plant a wood.
She wears her clothes as if they were thrown on her with a
pitchfork.
She wears her clothes as if they were thrown on her with a
pitchfork.
Complaint is the largest tribute Heaven receives.
Complaint is the largest tribute Heaven receives.
May you live all the days of your life.
May you live all the days of your life.
