Maxioms by William Cowper
The faults of our neighbours with freedom we blame,
But tax not ourselves, though we practise the same.
The faults of our neighbours with freedom we blame,
But tax not ourselves, though we practise the same.
Dress drains our cellar dry,
And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires
And introduces hunger, read more
Dress drains our cellar dry,
And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires
And introduces hunger, frost, and woe,
Where peace and hospitality might reign.
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year,
. . . .
I crown thee king of intimate read more
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year,
. . . .
I crown thee king of intimate delights,
Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness,
And all the comforts that the lowly roof
Of undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours
Of long uninterrupted evening, know.
Behind a frowning Providence
He hides a smiling face.
Behind a frowning Providence
He hides a smiling face.
A life of ease is a difficult pursuit.
A life of ease is a difficult pursuit.
