Maxioms by Thomas Gray
When iron scourge, and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best.
When iron scourge, and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best.
Not all that tempts your wandering eyes
And heedless hearts is lawful prize,
Not all that glisters read more
Not all that tempts your wandering eyes
And heedless hearts is lawful prize,
Not all that glisters gold.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.
The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.
