Those whom reason hath equalled, force hath made supreme

They who have put out the people's eyes reproach them of their blindness.

These two imparadised in one another's arms, the happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill of bliss on bliss.

I sung of Chaos and Eternal Night, Taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture down The dark descent, and up to reascend.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptred pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine.

The childhood shows the man As morning shows the day. Be famous then By wisdom; as thy empire must extend, So let extend thy mind o'er all the world.