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John Milton. (1608–1674) (continued)

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How sweetly did they float upon the wings
Of silence through the empty-vaulted night,
At every fall smoothing the raven down
Of darkness till it smil’d!

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Who, as they sung, would take the prison’d soul
And lap it in Elysium.

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Such sober certainty of waking bliss.

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I took it for a faery vision
Of some gay creatures of the element,
That in the colours of the rainbow live,
And play i’ th’ plighted clouds.

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It were a journey like the path to heaven,
To help you find them.

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With thy long levell’d rule of streaming light.

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2711

Virtue could see to do what virtue would
By her own radiant light, though sun and moon
Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom’s self
Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude,
Where with her best nurse Contemplation
She plumes her feathers and lets grow her wings,
That in the various bustle of resort
Were all-to ruffled, and sometimes impair’d.
He that has light within his own clear breast
May sit i’ th’ centre and enjoy bright day;
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts
Benighted walks under the midday sun.

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The unsunn’d heaps
Of miser’s treasure.

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’T is chastity, my brother, chastity:
She that has that is clad in complete steel.

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Some say no evil thing that walks by night,
In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen,
Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost

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