Maxioms by John Milton
O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
Man hath his daily work of body or mind
Appointed.
Man hath his daily work of body or mind
Appointed.
So glistered the dire Snake, and into fraud
Led Eve, our credulous mother, to the Tree
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So glistered the dire Snake, and into fraud
Led Eve, our credulous mother, to the Tree
Of Prohibition, root of all our woe.
Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a goode booke, kills reason it read more
Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a goode booke, kills reason it selfe.
Who overcomesBy force, hath overcome but half his foe.
Who overcomesBy force, hath overcome but half his foe.
