Maxioms by John Milton
Or arm th' obdured breast
With stubborn patience as with triple steel.
Or arm th' obdured breast
With stubborn patience as with triple steel.
Come, knit hands, and beat the ground
In a light fantastic round.
Come, knit hands, and beat the ground
In a light fantastic round.
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
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Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
To scorn delights, and live laborious days;
But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Comes the blind Fury with th' abhorred shears,
And slits the thin-spun life.
Come and trip it as ye go,
On the light fantastic toe.
Come and trip it as ye go,
On the light fantastic toe.
So sang they, and the empyrean rung
With Hallelujahs. Thus was Sabbath kept.
So sang they, and the empyrean rung
With Hallelujahs. Thus was Sabbath kept.
