John Milton

Take heed lest passion sway
Thy judgment to do aught, which else fee will
Would not admit.

Take heed lest passion sway
Thy judgment to do aught, which else fee will
Would not admit.

The oracles are dumb,
No voice or hideous hum
Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving.

The oracles are dumb,
No voice or hideous hum
Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving.

Well observe
The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught
In what thou eat'st and drink'st.

Well observe
The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught
In what thou eat'st and drink'st.

O Conscience, into what abyss of fears
And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which
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O Conscience, into what abyss of fears
And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which
I find no way, from deep to deeper plunged.

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.