Matthew Green Quotes

Avarice, sphincter of the heart.

Fling but a stone, the giant dies.

Thus I steer my bark, and sail
On even keel, with gentle gale.

To cure the mind's wrong bias, Spleen,
Some recommend the bowling green;
Some, hilly walks; all, exercise;
Fling but a stone, the giant dies.

Nor bigots who but one way see,
Through blinkers of authority.

Though pleased to see the dolphins play,
I mind my compass and my way.