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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
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There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
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To many a youth and many a maid, dancing in the chequer'd shade.
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For the air of youth, Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign A melancholy damp of cold and dry To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume The balm of life.
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The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burthensome, still paying, still to owe Forgetful what from him I still receivd, And understood not that a grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and dischargd what burden then?
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They who have put out the people's eyes reproach them of their blindness.
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Believe and be confirmed.
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God, who oft descends to visit men Unseen, and through their habitations walks To mark their doings.
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Indu'd With sanctity of reason.
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The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
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Let us descend now therefore from this top Of speculation.
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Fame is the last infirmity of the human mind.
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Freely we serve, Because we freely love, as in our will To love or not in this we stand or fall.
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Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.
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So dear I love him, that with him, all deaths I could endure, without him, live no life.
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And grace that won who saw to wish her stay.
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Law can discover sin, but not remove, Save by those shadowy expiations weak.
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A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all but torture without end.
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Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate
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Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden key That opes the palace of Eternity.
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Let us seek Death, or he not found, supply With our own hands his office on ourselves Why stand we longer shivering under fears, That show no end but death, and have the power, Of many ways to die the shortest choosing, Destruction with destruction to destroy.
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