Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
O, what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!
O, what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive!
Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.
Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.
It is a disgrace to say one thing and think another; but how much
more disgraceful to write one read more
It is a disgrace to say one thing and think another; but how much
more disgraceful to write one thing and think another!
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of read more
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
Consider an enemy may become a friend.
Consider an enemy may become a friend.
