John Milton

But zeal moved thee;
To please thy gods thou didst it!

But zeal moved thee;
To please thy gods thou didst it!

'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity;
She that has that is clad in complete steel,
And, like a read more

'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity;
She that has that is clad in complete steel,
And, like a quiver'd nymph with arrows keen,
May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths,
Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds;
Where, through the sacred rays of chastity,
No savage fierce, bandite, or mountaineer,
Will dare to soil her virgin purity.

What does not destroy me, makes me strong.

What does not destroy me, makes me strong.

Anarchy is the sure consequence of tyranny; or no power that is not limited by laws can ever be protected read more

Anarchy is the sure consequence of tyranny; or no power that is not limited by laws can ever be protected by them

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.