Maxioms by David Garrick
Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.
Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.
Prologues like compliments are loss of time;
'Tis penning bows and making legs in rhyme.
Prologues like compliments are loss of time;
'Tis penning bows and making legs in rhyme.
I've that within for which there are no plasters.
I've that within for which there are no plasters.
Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.
Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.
Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.
Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.