John Milton Poems

I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung
By one man's disobedience lost, now sing
Recovered Paradise to all mankind,
By one man's firm obedience fully tried
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Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son,
Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire,
Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire
Help waste a sullen day, what may be won
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How lovely are thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hoasts, how dear
The pleasant Tabernacles are!
Where thou do'st dwell so near.
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Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained
At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen
Him whom they heard so late expressly called
Jesus Messiah, Son of God, declared,
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Aug. 14. 1653.


O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great
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VIII

Captain or Colonel, or Knight in Arms,
Whose chance on these defenceless dores may sease,
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XVIII

Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal Bench
Of Brittish Themis, with no mean applause
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XI

A Book was writ of late call'd Tetrachordon;
And wov'n close, both matter, form and stile;
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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.
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O'RE the smooth enameld green
   Where no print of step hath been,
   Follow me as I sing,
   And touch the warbled string.
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