John Milton ( 10 of 239 )
Good luck befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth
The fairy ladies danced upon the hearth.
Good luck befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth
The fairy ladies danced upon the hearth.
These evils I deserve, and more
. . . .
Justly, yet despair not of his final read more
These evils I deserve, and more
. . . .
Justly, yet despair not of his final pardon,
Whose ear is ever open, and his eye
Gracious to re-admit the suppliant.
Experience, next, to thee I owe,
Best guide; not following thee, I had remain'd
In ignorance; thou read more
Experience, next, to thee I owe,
Best guide; not following thee, I had remain'd
In ignorance; thou open'st wisdom's way,
And giv'st access, though secret she retire.
The imperial ensign; which, full high advanced,
Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind.
The imperial ensign; which, full high advanced,
Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind.
Yet I argue not
Again Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of right or hope; read more
Yet I argue not
Again Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of right or hope; but still bear up and steer
Right onward.
O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings!
Mammon led them on--
Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell
From Heaven: for even in Heaven read more
Mammon led them on--
Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell
From Heaven: for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts
Were always downward bent, admiring more
The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed
In vision beatific.
That in our proper motion we ascend
Up to our native seat; descent and fall
To give read more
That in our proper motion we ascend
Up to our native seat; descent and fall
To give us is adverse.
He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day:
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He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day:
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts
Benighted walks under the mid-day sun;
Himself his own dungeon.
Under spreading ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion.
Under spreading ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion.
