Maxioms by William Cowper
How soft the music of those village bells,
Falling at interval upon the ear
In cadence sweet; read more
How soft the music of those village bells,
Falling at interval upon the ear
In cadence sweet; now dying all away,
Now pealing loud again, and louder still,
Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on!
With easy force it opens all the cells
Where Memory slept.
If hindrances obstruct the way,
Thy magnanimity display.
And let thy strength be seen:
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If hindrances obstruct the way,
Thy magnanimity display.
And let thy strength be seen:
But O, if Fortune fill thy sail
With more than a propitious gale,
Take half thy canvas in.
How much a dunce that has been sent to roam
Excels a dunce that has been kept at home.
How much a dunce that has been sent to roam
Excels a dunce that has been kept at home.
Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made,
To turn a penny in the way of trade.
Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made,
To turn a penny in the way of trade.
