Maxioms by William Cowper
His head,
Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er,
Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth,
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His head,
Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er,
Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth,
But strong for service still, and unimpair'd.
He would not, with a peremptory tone,
Assert the nose upon his face his own.
He would not, with a peremptory tone,
Assert the nose upon his face his own.
Made poetry a mere mechanic art.
Made poetry a mere mechanic art.
As creeping ivy clings to wood or stone,
And hides the ruin that it feeds upon.
As creeping ivy clings to wood or stone,
And hides the ruin that it feeds upon.
A hat not much worse for wear.
A hat not much worse for wear.
