Maxioms by Samuel Butler
What makes all doctrines plain and clear?--
About two hundred pounds a year.
And that which was read more
What makes all doctrines plain and clear?--
About two hundred pounds a year.
And that which was prov'd true before
Prove false again? Two hundred more.
Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
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Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
We do but row, we're steer'd by Fate,
Which in success oft disinherits,
For spurious causes, noblest merits.
Men do not stumble over mountains, but over molehills.
Men do not stumble over mountains, but over molehills.
As quick as lightning, in the breach
Just in the place where honour's lodged,
As wise philosophers read more
As quick as lightning, in the breach
Just in the place where honour's lodged,
As wise philosophers have judged,
Because a kick in that place more
Hurts honour than deep wounds before.
