Maxioms by Thomas Middleton
And with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds.
And with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds.
Who aspires must down as low
As high he soar'd.
Who aspires must down as low
As high he soar'd.
I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.
I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.
How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, read more
How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, didst outshine
Myriads, though bright.
The less of this cold world the more of heaven.
The less of this cold world the more of heaven.
