Maxioms by John Milton
But zeal moved thee;
To please thy gods thou didst it!
But zeal moved thee;
To please thy gods thou didst it!
But all was false and hollow; though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear
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But all was false and hollow; though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear
The better reason, to perplex and dash
Maturest counsels.
Power ought to serve as a check to power.
Power ought to serve as a check to power.
His form had yet not lost
All his original brightness, not appear'd
Less than arch-angel ruined, and read more
His form had yet not lost
All his original brightness, not appear'd
Less than arch-angel ruined, and th' excess
Of glory obscured.
Adam, well may we labour, still to dress
This garden, still to tend plant, herb, and flower.
Adam, well may we labour, still to dress
This garden, still to tend plant, herb, and flower.