Maxioms by John Milton
Black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,
And shook a dreadful dart; read more
Black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,
And shook a dreadful dart; what seem'd his head
The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Satan was now at hand.
For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the
borrower, among good authors is read more
For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the
borrower, among good authors is accounted plagiary.
So glistered the dire Snake, and into fraud
Led Eve, our credulous mother, to the Tree
Of read more
So glistered the dire Snake, and into fraud
Led Eve, our credulous mother, to the Tree
Of Prohibition, root of all our woe.
