Maxioms by Nicholas Rowe
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind
with whips and stings.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind
with whips and stings.
When our old Pleasures die,
Some new One still is nigh;
Oh! fair Variety!
When our old Pleasures die,
Some new One still is nigh;
Oh! fair Variety!
Your bounty is beyond my speaking;
But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you.
Your bounty is beyond my speaking;
But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind with whips and stings.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind with whips and stings.
Is this that haughty, gallant, gay Lothario?
Is this that haughty, gallant, gay Lothario?
