Maxioms by Thomas Babington Macaulay
Then none was for a party;
Than all were for the state;
Then the great man helped read more
Then none was for a party;
Than all were for the state;
Then the great man helped the poor,
And the poor man loved the great:
Then lands were fairly portioned;
Then spoils were fairly sold:
The Romans were like brothers
In the brave days of old.
How well Horatius kept the bridge
In the brave days of old.
How well Horatius kept the bridge
In the brave days of old.
. . . A man of the world amongst men of letters, a man of letters
amongst men of read more
. . . A man of the world amongst men of letters, a man of letters
amongst men of the world.
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British public in one
of its periodical fits of morality.
We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British public in one
of its periodical fits of morality.
