John Milton

Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet
At Jordan with the Baptist, and had
Him whom they heard so late expressly
Jesus Messiah,

All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued,
Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn,
Waked by the circling Hours, with rosy hand Unbarred the gates of light
There is a cave Within the mount of God, fast by his throne,

Fairfax, whose Name in Arms through Europe rings, And fills all Mouths with Envy or with Praise, And all her Jealous Monarchs with Amaze
And Rumours loud which daunt remotest Kings,
Thy firm unshaken Valour ever brings Victory home, whil...

O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud,
Then when the Dragon, put to second rout,
Came furious down to be revenged on men,
Woe to the inhabitants on earth

When He Fled From Absalom
Lord how many are my
How many
That in arms against me

Thus they, in lowliest plight, repentant stood Praying; for from the mercy-seat above Prevenient grace descending had removed The stony from their hearts, and made new flesh Regenerate grow instead; that sighs now breathed Unutterable; which the S...

Avenge,
O Lord, thy slaughter'd saints, whose
Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold,
Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old,

Diodati, e te'l diro con maraviglia,
Quel ritroso io ch'amor spreggiar soleaE de suoi lacci spesso mi
Gia caddi, ov'huom dabben talhor s'impiglia
Ne treccie d'oro, ne guancia vermigliaM' abbaglian si, ma sotto nova

High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
Satan exalted sat, by merit raised To that bad eminence; and, ...

OF Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit
Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast
Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,
With loss of Eden, till one greater Man

Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more
Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere,
I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude,
And with forc'd fingers rude

Now the bright morning Star,
Dayes harbinger,
Comes dancing from the East, and leads with
The Flowry May, who from her green lap