Maxioms by Robert Pollok
Virtue alone is happiness below.
Virtue alone is happiness below.
'Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother
About one vice and fall into another.
'Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother
About one vice and fall into another.
Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare,
And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare,
And beauty draws us with a single hair.
