John Milton

And, weaponless himself,
Made arms ridiculous.

And, weaponless himself,
Made arms ridiculous.

Power ought to serve as a check to power.

Power ought to serve as a check to power.

To hear the lark begin his flight,
And singing startle the dull Night,
From his watch-tower in read more

To hear the lark begin his flight,
And singing startle the dull Night,
From his watch-tower in the skies,
Till the dappled dawn doth rise.

To satisfy the sharp desire I had
Of tasting those fair apples, I resolv'd
Not to defer; read more

To satisfy the sharp desire I had
Of tasting those fair apples, I resolv'd
Not to defer; hunger and thirst at once
Powerful persuaders, quicken'd at the scent
Of that alluring fruit, urged me so keen.

What does not destroy me, makes me strong.

What does not destroy me, makes me strong.