Maxioms by Colley Cibber
I've lately had two spiders
Crawling upon my startled hopes--
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed read more
I've lately had two spiders
Crawling upon my startled hopes--
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed 'em from me,
Yet still they crawl offensive to mine eyes:
I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em.
Losers must have leave to speak.
Losers must have leave to speak.
As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion.
As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion.
A weak Invention of the Enemy.
A weak Invention of the Enemy.
