Maxioms by John Milton
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.
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.
These false pretexts and varnished colours failing,
Rare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear.
These false pretexts and varnished colours failing,
Rare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear.
Dim eclipse, disastrous twilight.
Dim eclipse, disastrous twilight.
With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.
With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.
