The Poetical Works of John Milton, 3±ÇThe Poetical Works of John Milton by John Milton - John Milton (9 December 1608 - 8 November 1674) was an English poet, polemicist, a scholarly man of letters, and a civil servant for the Commonwealth of England under Oliver Cromwell. He wrote at a time of religious flux and political upheaval, and is best known for his epic poem Paradise Lost. |
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For which the shepherds at their festivals Carol her goodness loud in rustic lays , And throw sweet garland wreaths into her stream Of pancies , pinks , and gaudy daffodils . And , as the old swain said , she can unlock The clasping ...
For which the shepherds at their festivals Carol her goodness loud in rustic lays , And throw sweet garland wreaths into her stream Of pancies , pinks , and gaudy daffodils . And , as the old swain said , she can unlock The clasping ...
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... By all the nymphs that nightly dance Upon thy streams with wily glance , Rise , rise , and heave thy rosy head From thy coral - paven bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our summons answer'd have . Listen and save .
... By all the nymphs that nightly dance Upon thy streams with wily glance , Rise , rise , and heave thy rosy head From thy coral - paven bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our summons answer'd have . Listen and save .
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60 Where your old Bards , the famous Druids , lie , Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high , Nor yet where Deva spreads her wisard stream : Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there , for what could that have done ?
60 Where your old Bards , the famous Druids , lie , Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high , Nor yet where Deva spreads her wisard stream : Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there , for what could that have done ?
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