Maxioms by Thomas Haynes Bayly
'Tis godlike to have power, but not to kill.
'Tis godlike to have power, but not to kill.
O pilot! 'tis a fearful night,
There's danger on the deep.
O pilot! 'tis a fearful night,
There's danger on the deep.
The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.
The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.
Fear not, but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.
Fear not, but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.
Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.
Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.
