John Milton

Thus I set my printless feet
O'er the cowslip's velvet head,
That bends not as I tread.

Thus I set my printless feet
O'er the cowslip's velvet head,
That bends not as I tread.

Or stars of morning, dew-drops which the sun
Impearls on every leaf and every flower.

Or stars of morning, dew-drops which the sun
Impearls on every leaf and every flower.

But what will not ambition and revenge
Descend to? who aspires must down as low
As high read more

But what will not ambition and revenge
Descend to? who aspires must down as low
As high he soar'd, obnoxious first and last
To basest things.

O visions ill foreseen! Better had I
Liv'd ignorant of future, so had borne
My part of read more

O visions ill foreseen! Better had I
Liv'd ignorant of future, so had borne
My part of evil only.

But his zeal
None seconded, as out of season judged,
Or singular and rash.

But his zeal
None seconded, as out of season judged,
Or singular and rash.