Maxioms by Sir Roger L'estrange
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining.
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining.
Behold of what delusive worth
The bubbles we pursue on earth,
The shapes we chase.
Behold of what delusive worth
The bubbles we pursue on earth,
The shapes we chase.
Once let good faith be abandoned, and all social existence would
perish.
Once let good faith be abandoned, and all social existence would
perish.
My sun has not yet set for ever.
My sun has not yet set for ever.
Know how sublime a thing it is
To suffer and be strong.
Know how sublime a thing it is
To suffer and be strong.
