John Milton

Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar
Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined;
Till at his second read more

Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar
Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined;
Till at his second bidding darkness fled,
Light shone, and order from disorder sprung.

Indu'd
With sanctity of reason.

Indu'd
With sanctity of reason.

Just then return'd at shut of evening flowers.

Just then return'd at shut of evening flowers.

Without his rod revers'd,
And backward mutters of dissevering power.

Without his rod revers'd,
And backward mutters of dissevering power.

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.