Maxioms by Hannah More
Fell luxury! more perilous to youth
Than storms or quicksands, poverty of chains.
Fell luxury! more perilous to youth
Than storms or quicksands, poverty of chains.
A crown! what is it?
It is to bear the miseries of a people!
To bear the read more
A crown! what is it?
It is to bear the miseries of a people!
To bear the miseries of a people!
And sink beneath a load of splendid care!
O jealousy,
Thou ugliest fiend of hell! thy deadly venom
Preys on my vitals, turns the healthful read more
O jealousy,
Thou ugliest fiend of hell! thy deadly venom
Preys on my vitals, turns the healthful hue
Of my flesh check to haggard sallowness,
And drinks my spirit up!
Small habits, well pursued betimes,
May reach the dignity of crimes.
Small habits, well pursued betimes,
May reach the dignity of crimes.
