Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive! - Marmion.
Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive! - Marmion.
I cannot tell how the truth may be;
I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
I cannot tell how the truth may be;
I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
He, who holds out but a doubtful hope of succour to the
afflicted, denies it.
He, who holds out but a doubtful hope of succour to the
afflicted, denies it.
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains,
Winning from Reason's hand the reins,
Pity and woe! for read more
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains,
Winning from Reason's hand the reins,
Pity and woe! for such a mind
Is soft contemplative, and kind.
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.
