Maxioms by Matthew Prior
He will not carry his wealth to the waters of Acheron.
He will not carry his wealth to the waters of Acheron.
Bid the Devil take the slowest.
Bid the Devil take the slowest.
But, when the wit began to wheeze,
And wine had warm'd the politician,
Cur'd yesterday of my read more
But, when the wit began to wheeze,
And wine had warm'd the politician,
Cur'd yesterday of my disease,
I died last night of my physician.
Ev'n so, with all submission, I
. . . .
Send you each year a homely letter,
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Ev'n so, with all submission, I
. . . .
Send you each year a homely letter,
Who may return me much a better.
