Maxioms by William Watson 1
Let justice be done, though the heavens fall.
[Lat., Fiat justitia, ruat coelum.]
Let justice be done, though the heavens fall.
[Lat., Fiat justitia, ruat coelum.]
Oh Ignorance
Thou art fall'n man's best friend!
Oh Ignorance
Thou art fall'n man's best friend!
Roses grow on thorns and honey wears a sting.
Roses grow on thorns and honey wears a sting.
The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some read more
The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some dang'rous taint they bear;
So roses grow on thorns, and honey wears a sting.
Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.
Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.
