John Milton

Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.

Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.

Under the sooty flag of Acheron,
Harpies and Hydras.

Under the sooty flag of Acheron,
Harpies and Hydras.

Good luck befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth
The fairy ladies danced upon the hearth.

Good luck befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth
The fairy ladies danced upon the hearth.

The infernal serpent; he it was whose guile,
Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceived
The mother read more

The infernal serpent; he it was whose guile,
Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceived
The mother of mankind.

The swan, with arched neck
Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows
Her state with oary feet.

The swan, with arched neck
Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows
Her state with oary feet.