John Milton ( 10 of 239 )
Some cursed fraud
Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown,
And me with thee hath ruined.
Some cursed fraud
Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown,
And me with thee hath ruined.
Under spreading ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion.
Under spreading ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion.
Abashed the Devil stood,
And felt how awful goodness is, and saw
Virtue in her own shape read more
Abashed the Devil stood,
And felt how awful goodness is, and saw
Virtue in her own shape how lovely; saw
And pined his loss.
For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.
For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.
Join voices, all ye living souls: ye birds,
That singing up to heaven-gate ascend,
Bear on your read more
Join voices, all ye living souls: ye birds,
That singing up to heaven-gate ascend,
Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise.
So spake the Fiend, and with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deed.
So spake the Fiend, and with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deed.
With thee conversing I forget all time:
All seasons and their change, all please alike.
With thee conversing I forget all time:
All seasons and their change, all please alike.
Well observe
The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught
In what thou eat'st and drink'st.
Well observe
The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught
In what thou eat'st and drink'st.
Ring out ye crystal spheres!
Once bless our human ears,
If ye have power to touch our read more
Ring out ye crystal spheres!
Once bless our human ears,
If ye have power to touch our senses so;
And let your silver chime
Move in melodious time,
And let the bass of Heaven's deep organ blow;
And with your ninefold harmony
Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.
Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.
