Maxioms by John Milton
What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?
What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?
I was all ear,
And took in strains that might create a soul
Under the ribs of read more
I was all ear,
And took in strains that might create a soul
Under the ribs of death.
There swift return
Diurnal, merely to officiate light
Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
There swift return
Diurnal, merely to officiate light
Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
Farewell, remorse: all good to me is lost;
Evil, be thou my good.
Farewell, remorse: all good to me is lost;
Evil, be thou my good.
Come and trip it as ye go,
On the light fantastic toe.
Come and trip it as ye go,
On the light fantastic toe.
