Maxioms by John Milton
But let my due feet never fail
To walk the studious cloisters pale,
And love the high read more
But let my due feet never fail
To walk the studious cloisters pale,
And love the high embowed roof,
With antique pillars massy proof,
And storied windows richly dight;
Casting a dim religious light.
These eyes, tho' clear
To outward view of blemish or of spot,
Bereft of light, their seeing read more
These eyes, tho' clear
To outward view of blemish or of spot,
Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot,
Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year,
Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not
Against Heaven's hand or will, not bate a jot
Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer
Right onward.
Experience, next, to thee I owe,
Best guide; not following thee, I had remain'd
In ignorance; thou read more
Experience, next, to thee I owe,
Best guide; not following thee, I had remain'd
In ignorance; thou open'st wisdom's way,
And giv'st access, though secret she retire.
Hast thou betrayed my credulous innocence
With vizor'd falsehood and base forgery?
Hast thou betrayed my credulous innocence
With vizor'd falsehood and base forgery?
Thou, in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thyself a life-long monument.
Thou, in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thyself a life-long monument.
