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Old Age

The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er;
So calm are we when passions are no more.
For then we know how vain it was to boast …

Edmund Waller
Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity

It was the Winter wilde,
While the Heav'n-born-childe,
All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; …

John Milton
On Time

Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race,
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace; …

John Milton
At a Solemn Musick

Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'ns joy,
Sphear-born harmonious Sisters, Voice, and Vers,
Wed your divine sounds, and mixt power employ …

John Milton
L'Allegro

Hence loathèd Melancholy
Of Cerberus and blackest midnight born,
In Stygian Cave forlorn …

John Milton
Il Penseroso

Hence vain deluding joyes,
The brood of folly without father bred,
How little you bested, …

John Milton
From 'Arcades'

O're the smooth enameld green
Where no print of step hath been,
Follow me as I sing, …

John Milton
From 'Comus'

The Star that bids the Shepherd fold,
Now the top of Heav'n doth hold,
And the gilded Car of Day, …

John Milton
Lycidas

Yet once more, O ye Laurels, and once more
Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never-sear,
I com to pluck your Berries harsh and crude, …

John Milton
On His Blindness

When I consider how my light is spent
E're half my days, in this dark world and wide,
And that one Talent which is death to hide, …

John Milton
To Mr. Lawrence

Lawrence of vertuous Father vertuous Son,
Now that the Fields are dank, and ways are mire,
Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire …

John Milton
To Cyriack Skinner

Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal Bench
Of Brittish Themis, with no mean applause
Pronounc't and in his volumes taught our Lawes, …

John Milton
On His Deceased Wife

Methought I saw my late espousèd Saint
Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave,
Whom Joves great Son to her glad Husband gave, …

John Milton
Light

Hail holy light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born,
Or of th' Eternal Coeternal beam
May I express thee unblam'd? since God is light, …

John Milton
From 'Samson Agonistes'

Oh how comely it is and how reviving
To the Spirits of just men long opprest!
When God into the hands of thir deliverer …

John Milton
A Doubt of Martyrdom

O FOR some honest lover's ghost,
Some kind unbodied post
Sent from the shades below! …

Sir John Suckling
Why so Pale and Wan?

Why so pale and wan, fond lover?
Prithee, why so pale?
Will, when looking well can't move her, …

Sir John Suckling
A Rose

Blown in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon.
What boots a life which in such haste forsakes thee?
Thou'rt wondrous frolic, being to die so soon, …

Sir Richard Fanshawe
To Chloe

There are two births; the one when light
First strikes the new awaken'd sense;
The other when two souls unite, …

William Cartwright
Falsehood

Still do the stars impart their light
To those that travel in the night;
Still time runs on, nor doth the hand …

William Cartwright