Maxioms by Thomas Gray
In climes beyond the solar road.
In climes beyond the solar road.
They had finished her own crown in glory, and she couldn't stay
away from the coronation.
They had finished her own crown in glory, and she couldn't stay
away from the coronation.
The still small voice of gratitude.
The still small voice of gratitude.
Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast,
The little tyrant of his fields withstood,
Some mute inglorious read more
Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast,
The little tyrant of his fields withstood,
Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest,
Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.
The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.
The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.
