A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end.
John MiltonI will not deny but that the best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words.
John Milton