John Milton

None can love freedom but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license, which never hath more scope than read more

None can love freedom but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license, which never hath more scope than under tyrants.

The work under our labour grows
Luxurious by restraint.

The work under our labour grows
Luxurious by restraint.

Let none admire
That riches grow in hell; that soil may best
Deserve the precious bane.

Let none admire
That riches grow in hell; that soil may best
Deserve the precious bane.

So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found,
Among the faithless faithful only he.

So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found,
Among the faithless faithful only he.

For smiles from reason flow
To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.

For smiles from reason flow
To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.