Maxioms by John Milton
The unsunn'd heaps
Of miser's treasures.
The unsunn'd heaps
Of miser's treasures.
O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
'Tis Chastity, my brother, Chastity: She that has that, is clad in complete steel
'Tis Chastity, my brother, Chastity: She that has that, is clad in complete steel
If you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into
you.
If you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into
you.
What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?
What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?
