John Milton

When the scourge
Inexorable, and the torturing hour
Calls us to penance.

When the scourge
Inexorable, and the torturing hour
Calls us to penance.

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a
Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a
Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

The bird of Jove, stoop'd from his aery tour,
Two birds of gayest plume before him drove.

The bird of Jove, stoop'd from his aery tour,
Two birds of gayest plume before him drove.

Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day
First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill,
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Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day
First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill,
Portend success in love.

Yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible.

Yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible.