John Milton

Satan; so call him now, his former name
Is heard no more in heaven.

Satan; so call him now, his former name
Is heard no more in heaven.

Left that command
Sole daughter of his voice.

Left that command
Sole daughter of his voice.

O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray
Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still;
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O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray
Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still;
Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill
While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.

With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.

With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.

Take heed lest passion sway
Thy judgment to do aught, which else fee will
Would not admit.

Take heed lest passion sway
Thy judgment to do aught, which else fee will
Would not admit.