John Milton

Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still
air of delightful studies.

Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still
air of delightful studies.

Now came still evening on; and twilight gray
Had in her sober livery all things clad:
Silence read more

Now came still evening on; and twilight gray
Had in her sober livery all things clad:
Silence accompanied; for beast and bird,
They to they grassy couch, these to their nests,
Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale.

Then purg'd with euphrasy and rue
The visual nerve, for he had much to see.

Then purg'd with euphrasy and rue
The visual nerve, for he had much to see.

Govern well thy appetite, lest Sin
Surprise thee, and her black attendant Death.

Govern well thy appetite, lest Sin
Surprise thee, and her black attendant Death.

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.