Maxioms by William Cowper
We bear our shades about us; self-deprived
Of other screen, the thin umbrella spread,
And range an read more
We bear our shades about us; self-deprived
Of other screen, the thin umbrella spread,
And range an Indian waste without a tree.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
His mind his kingdom, and his will his law.
His mind his kingdom, and his will his law.
Words pregnant with celestial fire.
Words pregnant with celestial fire.
