John Milton

Man hath his daily work of body or mind
Appointed.

Man hath his daily work of body or mind
Appointed.

Perplexed and troubled at his bad success
The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply,
Discovered in read more

Perplexed and troubled at his bad success
The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply,
Discovered in his fraud, thrown from his hope.

So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found,
Among the faithless faithful only he.

So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found,
Among the faithless faithful only he.

This is the month, and this the happy morn,
Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King,
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This is the month, and this the happy morn,
Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King,
Of wedded maid and virgin mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring,
For so the holy sages once did sing,
That He our deadly forfeit should release,
And with His Father work us a perpetual peace.

Ring out ye crystal spheres!
Once bless our human ears,
If ye have power to touch our read more

Ring out ye crystal spheres!
Once bless our human ears,
If ye have power to touch our senses so;
And let your silver chime
Move in melodious time,
And let the bass of Heaven's deep organ blow;
And with your ninefold harmony
Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.