Maxioms by Jonathan Swift
Convey a libel in a frown.
And wink a reputation down!
Convey a libel in a frown.
And wink a reputation down!
The tucked-up sempstress walks hasty strides,
While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides.
The tucked-up sempstress walks hasty strides,
While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides.
Men are happy to be laughed at for their humor, but not for their folly.
Men are happy to be laughed at for their humor, but not for their folly.
Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent.
Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent.
Modesty may make a fool seem a man of sense.
Modesty may make a fool seem a man of sense.
