Maxioms by John Milton
O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray
Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still;
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O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray
Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still;
Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill
While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.
Rather than be less
Car'd not to be at all.
Rather than be less
Car'd not to be at all.
O Conscience, into what abyss of fears
And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which
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O Conscience, into what abyss of fears
And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which
I find no way, from deep to deeper plunged.
There swift return
Diurnal, merely to officiate light
Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
There swift return
Diurnal, merely to officiate light
Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
What is strength without a double share of wisdom?
What is strength without a double share of wisdom?
