STOP ..saying so much more When the tribal groups of december trade Seated in the figure of crocodileAnd songs are sung and deals discussed, are madeReal. All... For more than one reason they smile.These codes are writ in secret, feeling fineTo keep what's private to my self since weAll must face our maker in our own ryhmeAnd reasons for being ( from regrets) freeSo let the memory of your glory Be the tenderness heartfelt love starklyIn the sky of my mind vast and prettyEvermore glittering simplicityWhere in the truth of country grows soberAnd sunshines through fog to radiate wonder
John Armstrong (1709 - 1779)
Contributed by: john
Much had he read, Much more had he seen; he studied from the life, And in th' original perus'd mankind.
Source: The Art of Preserving Health. Book iv. Line 301.
Contributed by: Zaady
Of right and wrong he taught Truths as refined as ever Athens heard; And (strange to tell!) he practiced what he preached.
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