John Milton ( 10 of 239 )
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear
So charming left his voice, that he awhile
Thought him read more
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear
So charming left his voice, that he awhile
Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.
Whirlwinds of tempestuous fire.
Whirlwinds of tempestuous fire.
So sang they, and the empyrean rung
With Hallelujahs. Thus was Sabbath kept.
So sang they, and the empyrean rung
With Hallelujahs. Thus was Sabbath kept.
These false pretexts and varnished colours failing,
Rare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear.
These false pretexts and varnished colours failing,
Rare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear.
The hasty multitude
Admiring enter'd, and the work some praise,
And some the architect: his hand was read more
The hasty multitude
Admiring enter'd, and the work some praise,
And some the architect: his hand was known
In heaven by many a tower'd structure high,
Where scepter'd angels held their residence,
And sat as princes.
Or stars of morning, dew-drops which the sun
Impearls on every leaf and every flower.
Or stars of morning, dew-drops which the sun
Impearls on every leaf and every flower.
Her rash hand in evil hour
Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat;
Earth felt read more
Her rash hand in evil hour
Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat;
Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat
Sighing through all her works gave signs of woe
That all was lost.
In her face excuse
Came prologue, and apology too prompt.
In her face excuse
Came prologue, and apology too prompt.
. . . And when night
Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown read more
. . . And when night
Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity;
She that has that is clad in complete steel,
And, like a read more
'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity;
She that has that is clad in complete steel,
And, like a quiver'd nymph with arrows keen,
May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths,
Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds;
Where, through the sacred rays of chastity,
No savage fierce, bandite, or mountaineer,
Will dare to soil her virgin purity.
