Ale, man, ale's the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.

The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will and can; Not I: let God and man decree Laws for themselves and not for me.

To justify God's ways to man.

Ten thousand times I've done my best and all's to do again.

Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill, And while the sun and moon endure Luck's a chance, but trouble's sure, I'd face it as a wise man would, And train for ill and not for good.

And malt does more than Milton can to justify God's ways to man.

Do not ever read books about versification: no poet ever learnt it that way. If you are going to be a poet, it will come to you naturally and you will pick up all you need from reading poetry.