John Milton

So sang they, and the empyrean rung
With Hallelujahs. Thus was Sabbath kept.

So sang they, and the empyrean rung
With Hallelujahs. Thus was Sabbath kept.

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.

Thus does the white swan, as he lies on the wet grass, when the
Fates summon him, sing at read more

Thus does the white swan, as he lies on the wet grass, when the
Fates summon him, sing at the fords of Maeander.

Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.

Deep versed in books and shallow in himself.

If this fail,
The pillar'd firmament is rottenness,
And earth's base built on stubble.

If this fail,
The pillar'd firmament is rottenness,
And earth's base built on stubble.