Maxioms by Sir John Denham
Youth, what man's age is like to be, doth show;
We may our ends by our beginnings know.
Youth, what man's age is like to be, doth show;
We may our ends by our beginnings know.
The age, wherein he lived was dark; but he
Could not want sight, who taught the world to see.
The age, wherein he lived was dark; but he
Could not want sight, who taught the world to see.
Darkness our guide, Despair our leader was.
Darkness our guide, Despair our leader was.
Uncertain ways unsafest are,
And doubt a greater mischief than despair.
Uncertain ways unsafest are,
And doubt a greater mischief than despair.
Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
