John Milton

Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.

Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.

Mammon led them on--
Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell
From Heaven: for even in Heaven read more

Mammon led them on--
Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell
From Heaven: for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts
Were always downward bent, admiring more
The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed
In vision beatific.

So many laws argues so many sins.

So many laws argues so many sins.

And in requital ope his leathern scrip,
And show me simples of a thousand names,
Telling their read more

And in requital ope his leathern scrip,
And show me simples of a thousand names,
Telling their strange and vigorous faculties.

O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!

O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!