Maxioms by William Wordsworth
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
Thou unassuming Commonplace
Of Nature.
Thou unassuming Commonplace
Of Nature.
The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
Dropped from read more
The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
Dropped from an Angel's wing.
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
Sad fancies do we then affect,
In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
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Sad fancies do we then affect,
In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
Of too familiar happiness.
