Maxioms by John Milton
The oracles are dumb,
No voice or hideous hum
Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving.
The oracles are dumb,
No voice or hideous hum
Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving.
For I no sooner in my heart divin'd
My heart, which by a secret harmony
Still moves read more
For I no sooner in my heart divin'd
My heart, which by a secret harmony
Still moves with thine, joined in connection sweet.
Well observe
The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught
In what thou eat'st and drink'st.
Well observe
The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught
In what thou eat'st and drink'st.
Though throned in highest bliss
Equal to God, and equally enjoying
God-like fruition.
Though throned in highest bliss
Equal to God, and equally enjoying
God-like fruition.
And in requital ope his leathern scrip,
And show me simples of a thousand names,
Telling their read more
And in requital ope his leathern scrip,
And show me simples of a thousand names,
Telling their strange and vigorous faculties.
