Maxioms by Thomas Middleton
Then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
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.
Two other precious drops that ready stood,
Each, in their crystal sluice, he ere they fell
Kiss'd.
Two other precious drops that ready stood,
Each, in their crystal sluice, he ere they fell
Kiss'd.
With diadem and sceptre high advanced,
The lower still I fall; only supreme
In misery; such joy read more
With diadem and sceptre high advanced,
The lower still I fall; only supreme
In misery; such joy ambition finds.
