John Milton

So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity,
That, when a soul is found sincerely so,
A thousand read more

So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity,
That, when a soul is found sincerely so,
A thousand liveried angels lacky her,
Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt.

The rising world of waters dark and deep.

The rising world of waters dark and deep.

Till old experience do attain
To something like prophetic strain.

Till old experience do attain
To something like prophetic strain.

And grace that won who saw to wish her stay.

And grace that won who saw to wish her stay.

What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?

What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?