Thomas Middleton

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The read more

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The better reason.

How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, read more

How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, didst outshine
Myriads, though bright.

My nearest
And dearest enemy.

My nearest
And dearest enemy.

I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.

I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.

Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.

Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.