John Milton

Or did the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as, warbled to the string,
Drew iron tears read more

Or did the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as, warbled to the string,
Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek.

Surer to prosper than prosperity could have assur'd us.

Surer to prosper than prosperity could have assur'd us.

For smiles from reason flow
To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.

For smiles from reason flow
To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.

Incens'd with indignation Satan stood
Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd,
That fires the length of Ophiucus read more

Incens'd with indignation Satan stood
Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd,
That fires the length of Ophiucus huge
In th' artic sky, and from his horrid hair
Shakes pestilence and war.

Anarchy is the sure consequence of tyranny; or no power that is not limited by laws can ever be protected read more

Anarchy is the sure consequence of tyranny; or no power that is not limited by laws can ever be protected by them