Maxioms by John Milton
Thus I set my printless feet
O'er the cowslip's velvet head,
That bends not as I tread.
Thus I set my printless feet
O'er the cowslip's velvet head,
That bends not as I tread.
There is no truth sure enough to justify persecution.
There is no truth sure enough to justify persecution.
Power ought to serve as a check to power.
Power ought to serve as a check to power.
Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.
Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.
Luck is the residue of design.
Luck is the residue of design.
