John Milton ( 10 of 239 )
For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the
borrower, among good authors is read more
For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the
borrower, among good authors is accounted plagiary.
Or did the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as, warbled to the string,
Drew iron tears read more
Or did the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as, warbled to the string,
Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek.
So many laws argues so many sins.
So many laws argues so many sins.
That stone, . . .
Philosophers in vain so long have sought.
That stone, . . .
Philosophers in vain so long have sought.
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger,
Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her
The read more
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger,
Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that doth inspire
Mirth, and youth, and warm desire;
Woods and groves are of thy dressing,
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing,
Thus we salute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
And now the herald lark
Left his ground-nest, high tow'ring to descry
The morn's approach, and greet read more
And now the herald lark
Left his ground-nest, high tow'ring to descry
The morn's approach, and greet her with his song.
For Solomon, he lived at ease, and full
Of honour, wealth, high fare, aimed not beyond
Higher read more
For Solomon, he lived at ease, and full
Of honour, wealth, high fare, aimed not beyond
Higher design than to enjoy his state.
And the gilded car of day,
His glowing axle doth allay
In the steep Atlantic stream.
And the gilded car of day,
His glowing axle doth allay
In the steep Atlantic stream.
There does a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night,
And casts a gleam read more
There does a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night,
And casts a gleam over this tufted grove.
Eye me, blest Providence, and square my trial
To my proportion'd strength.
Eye me, blest Providence, and square my trial
To my proportion'd strength.