Maxioms by William Cowper
The solemn fog; significant and budge;
A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.
The solemn fog; significant and budge;
A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.
A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun,
It gives a light to every age,
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A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun,
It gives a light to every age,
It gives, but borrows none.
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.
How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
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How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
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Like Eden's dead probationary tree,
Knowledge of good and evil is from thee.
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid Nature.
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid Nature.