Maxioms by John Milton
Some cursed fraud
Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown,
And me with thee hath ruined.
Some cursed fraud
Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown,
And me with thee hath ruined.
Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.
Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.
The imperial ensign; which, full high advanced,
Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind.
The imperial ensign; which, full high advanced,
Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind.
