Maxioms by John Milton
I was all ear,
And took in strains that might create a soul
Under the ribs of read more
I was all ear,
And took in strains that might create a soul
Under the ribs of death.
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.
O dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon,
Irrecoverably dark! total eclipse,
Without all hope of day.
O dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon,
Irrecoverably dark! total eclipse,
Without all hope of day.
Thence to the famous orators repair,
Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence
Wielded at will that fierce democratie,
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Thence to the famous orators repair,
Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence
Wielded at will that fierce democratie,
Shook the Arsenal, and fulmined over Greece,
To Macedon, and Artaxerxes' throne.
The unsunn'd heaps
Of miser's treasures.
The unsunn'd heaps
Of miser's treasures.