Poems by John Milton
Comus
... good angel bear a shield before us!The Scene changes to a stately palace, set out with all manner of ...
On His Blindness
... Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent ...
On Shakespear
... Thy easie numbers flow, and that each heart ...
How Soon Hath Time
... Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ...
Samson Agonistes
... Sam: Tongue-doubtie Giant, how dost thou prove me these ...
Paradise Lost: Book 01
... Say, Muse, their names then known, who first, who last, ...
L'Allegro
... ............Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, ...
Sonnet 19
... His state Is kingly: thousands at His bidding speed ...
On His Deceased Wife
... Rescu'd from death by force though pale and faint ...
Sonnet 16
... Either man's work or his own gifts, who best ...
Sonnet 13
... To honour thee, the Priest of Phoebus Quire ...
Sonnet 17
... Of Attick tast, with Wine, whence we may rise ...
Lycidas
... In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately ...
Psalm 06
... mine Eie Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark ...
On The Morning Of Christs Nativity
... Hath took no print of the approching light, ...
