Sonnet XII. On The Same. (Being On The Detraction) (John Milton Poems)
I did but prompt the age to quit their cloggsBy the known rules of antient libertie,When strait a barbarous noise ...
I did but prompt the age to quit their cloggsBy the known rules of antient libertie,When strait a barbarous noise ...
When Eve, the twilight heavens to view,Her eyes, like twin-born violets blue,Upraised—the angel of the DewBestowed his blessing, ere he ...
'Tis the summer prime, when the noiseless airIn perfumed chalice lies,And the bee goes by with a lazy hum,Beneath the ...
Deep in the bosom of a wood,Out of the road, a Temple stood:Ancient, and much the worse for wear,It call'd ...
I awoke at a breath, and looked out on the world's wan face While the dew like a death-damp hung ...
Between the green bud and the redYouth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
Florence, rejoice! For thou o'er land and sea So spread'st thy pinions that the fame of thee Hath reached no ...
Nay, Hylas, I have come To where life's landscape takes a western slope, And breezes from the occidental ...
WHITE, cold, and sacred is my chosen home, A seat for gods, a mount divine; And from the height of ...
The Snowdrop is the prophet of the flowers; It lives and dies upon its bed of snows; And like a ...
HE who knows Love-becomes Love, and his eyes Behold Love in the heart of everyone, Even the loveless: ...
He who possesses virtue at its best,Or greatness in the true sense of the word,Has one day started even with ...
FRIEND, dear as Memory's joys! of life that 's pastA part, and part of better life to come,If life to ...
Florence, rejoice! For thou o'er land and sea So spread'st thy pinions that the fame of thee Hath reached no ...
One of twain, twin-born with flowers that waken, Now hath passed from sense of sun and rain: Wind from off ...
I. WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLAND OUTSIDE the garden The wet skies harden; The gates are barred on The summer side: "Shut ...
JANUARY HAIL, January, that bearest here On snowbright breasts the babe-faced year That weeps and trembles to be born. Hail, ...
Between the green bud and the red Youth sat and sang by Time, and shed From eyes and tresses flowers ...
IN tattered robes that hoard a glittering trace Of bygone colours, broidered to the knee, Behold her, daughter of a ...
XII. On the same. I did but prompt the age to quit their cloggs By the known rules of antient ...
I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs By the known rules of ancient liberty, When straight a ...
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