Maxioms by John Milton
A Spirit, zealous, as he seemed, to know
More of the Almighty's works, and chiefly Man,
God's read more
A Spirit, zealous, as he seemed, to know
More of the Almighty's works, and chiefly Man,
God's latest image.
Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire,
And airy tongues that syllable men's names.
Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire,
And airy tongues that syllable men's names.
Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul
And lap it in Elysium.
Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul
And lap it in Elysium.
Luck is the residue of design.
Luck is the residue of design.
Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.
Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.
