Maxioms by Thomas Middleton
How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, read more
How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, didst outshine
Myriads, though bright.
For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more
For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.
With diadem and sceptre high advanced,
The lower still I fall; only supreme
In misery; such joy read more
With diadem and sceptre high advanced,
The lower still I fall; only supreme
In misery; such joy ambition finds.
Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.
Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.
