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    The Annotated Milton: Complete English Poems

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      Where the great vision of the guarded mount1209

      Looks toward Namancos1210 and Bayona’s 1211 hold—

      Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth,1212

      And O, ye dolphins, waft 1213 the hapless youth.

      Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more,

      For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead,

      Sunk though he be beneath the wat’ry floor!

      So sinks the day-star 1214 in the ocean bed

      And yet anon1215 repairs 1216 his drooping head

      And tricks1217 his beams, and with new spangled ore 1218

      Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.

      So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high,

      Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves!

      Where other groves and other streams along

      With nectar pure his oozy 1219 locks he laves1220

      And hears the unexpressive 1221 nuptial song

      In the blest kingdoms meek, of joy and love.

      There entertain him all the saints above,

      In solemn 1222 troops,1223 and sweet societies 1224

      That sing, and singing in their glory move,1225

      And wipe the tears forever from his eyes.

      Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more!

      Henceforth thou art the genius 1226 of the shore

      In thy large 1227 recompense,1228 and shalt be good

      To all that wander in that perilous flood.

      Thus sang the uncouth 1229 swain to th’ oaks and rills,1230

      While the still morn went out with sandals gray.

      He touched the tender stops of various quills,1231

      With eager thought warbling his Doric 1232 lay.

      And now the sun had stretched out 1233 all the hills,

      And now was dropped into the western bay.

      At last he rose and twitched 1234 his mantle blue:

      Tomorrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.

      THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE, BOOK ONE

      1646–48?

      Quis multa gracilis te puer in rosa, rendered almost word for word, without rhyme, according to the Latin measure,1235 as near as the [English] language will permit.

      What slender youth, bedewed with liquid odors,

      Courts 1236 thee on roses in some pleasant cave,

      Pyrrha? For whom bind’st thou

      In wreaths thy golden hair,

      Plain 1237 in thy neatness? 1238 O how oft shall he

      On faith and changèd gods complain, and seas

      Rough with black winds and storms

      Unwonted 1239 shall admire,1240

      Who now enjoys thee credulous 1241 all gold?

      Who always vacant,1242 always amiable,

      Hopes thee, of flattering gales

      Unmindful? Hapless 1243 they

      To whom thou, untried,1244 seem’st fair. Me in my vowed 1245

      Picture 1246 the sacred wall declares t’ have hung 1247

      My dank and drooping weeds 1248

      To the stern god of sea.

      ON THE NEW FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE, UNDER THE LONG PARLIAMENT

      1647?

      Because you have thrown off your prelate 1249 lord

      And with stiff 1250 vows renounced his liturgy,1251

      To seize the widowed whore, plurality 1252

      From them whose sin ye envied, not abhorred,

      Dare ye for this adjure1253 the civil sword

      To force our consciences that Christ set free,

      And ride us with a classic1254 hierarchy

      Taught ye by mere A.S.1255 and Rutherford?1256

      Men whose life, learning, faith, and pure intent

      Would have been held in high esteem with Paul

      Must now be named and printed heretics

      By shallow Edwards1257 and Scotch what d’ye call.1258

      But we do hope to find out all your tricks,

      Your plots and packings, worse than those of Trent,1259

      That so the Parliament

      May with their wholesome and preventive shears

      Clip your phylactries1260 (though bauk1261 your ears),

      And succor our just fears

      When they shall read this clearly in your charge:

      New presbyter is but old priest writ large.

      PSALMS 1–81262

      August 1653

      1

      Blessed is the man who hath not walked astray

      In counsel of the wicked, and i’ th’ way

      Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat

      Of scorners hath not sat. But in the great

      Jehovah’s Law is ever his delight,

      And in His Law he studies day and night.

      He shall be as a tree which, planted, grows

      By wat’ry streams, and in his season knows

      To yield his fruit, and his leaf shall not fall,

      And what he takes in hand shall prosper all.

      Not so the wicked, but as chaff 1263 which fanned 1264

      The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand 1265

      In judgment, or abide 1266 their trial then,

      Nor sinners in the assembly of just men.

      For the Lord knows th’ upright way of the just,

      And the way of bad men to ruin1267 must.

      2

      Why do the gentiles1268 tumult,1269 and the nations

      Muse1270 a vain thing? The kings of the earth upstand 1271

      With power, and princes in their congregations 1272

      Lay deep their plots together, through each land,

      Against the Lord and His Messiah dear.

      Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand,

      Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear,

      Their twisted cords. He who in Heav’n doth dwell

      Shall laugh. The Lord shall scoff 1273 them, then, severe,1274

      Speak to them in His wrath, and in His fell 1275

      And fierce 1276 ire 1277 trouble 1278 them. But I saith He

      Anointed hath my King (though ye rebel)

      On Sion, my holy hill. A firm decree

      I will declare. The Lord to me hath said

      Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee

      This day. Ask of me, and the grant is made.

      As thy possession I on thee bestow

      Th’ heathen, and as thy conquest (to be swayed 1279 )

      Earth’s utmost bounds. Them shalt thou bring full low,

      With iron scepters bruised,1280 and them disperse

      Like to a potter’s vessel, shivered so.

      And now be wise at length,1281 ye kings averse,1282

      Be taught, ye judges of the earth—with fear

      Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse1283

      With trembling. Kiss the Son, lest he appear

      In anger and ye perish in the way,1284

      If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere.1285

      Happy all those who have him in their stay.1286

      3

      When he1287 fled from Absalom.1288

      Lord, how many are my foes,

      How many those

      That in arms against me rise.

      Many are they

      That of my life distrustfully thus say:

      No help for him in God there lies.

      But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory,

      Thee through my story1289

      Th’ exalter of my head I count.

      Aloud I cried

      Unto Jehovah. He full soon1290 replied

      And heard me from His holy mount.

      I lay and slept, I waked again,

      For my sustain

      Was the Lord. Of many millions

      The populous rout 1291

      I fear not, though encamping round about

      They pitch1292 against me their pavilions.1293

      Rise, Lord. Save me, my God, for Thou

      Hast smote 1294 ere now

      On the cheek-bone all my foes,

      Of men abhorred

      Hast broke the teeth. This help was fr
    om the Lord,

      Thy blessing on Thy people flows.

      4

      Answer me when I call,

      God of my righteousness.1295

      In straits1296 and in distress

      Thou didst me disenthrall 1297

      And set at large.1298 Now spare,

      Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.

      Great ones, how long will ye

      My glory have in scorn?

      How long be this forborn1299

      Still to love vanity,

      To love, to seek, to prize

      Things false and nothing else but lies?

      Yet know the Lord hath chose,

      Chose to Himself apart

      The good and meek of heart

      (For whom to choose He knows).

      Jehovah from on high

      Will hear my voice, what time1300 to Him I cry.

      Be awed,1301 and do not sin.

      Speak to your hearts alone,

      Upon your beds, each one,

      And be at peace within.

      Offer the offerings just1302

      Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.

      Many there be that say

      “Who yet will show us good?”

      Talking like this world’s brood! 1303

      But Lord, thus let me pray:

      On us lift up the light,

      Lift up the favor of Thy count’nance bright.

      Into my heart more joy

      And gladness Thou has put

      Than when a year of glut1304

      Their stores1305 doth over-cloy1306

      And from their plenteous grounds1307

      With vast increase their corn1308 and wine abounds.

      In peace at once will I

      Both lay me down and sleep,

      For Thou alone dost keep

      Me safe, where ere I lie.

      As in a rocky cell

      Thou, Lord, alone in safety mak’st me dwell.

      5

      Jehovah, to my words give ear,

      My meditation1309 weigh,1310

      The voice of my complaining hear,

      My King and God, for unto Thee I pray.

      Jehovah, Thou my early voice

      Shalt in the morning hear.

      I’ th’ morning I to Thee, with choice,1311

      Will rank 1312 my prayers and watch till Thou appear.

      For Thou art not a God that takes

      In wickedness delight.

      Evil with Thee no biding 1313 makes.

      Fools or madmen stand 1314 not within Thy sight.

      All workers of iniquity 1315

      Thou hat’st, and them unblessed

      Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie.

      The bloodi’ and guileful 1316 man God doth detest.

      But I will in Thy mercies dear,

      Thy numerous mercies go

      Into Thy house, I in Thy fear 1317

      Will towards Thy holy temple worship low.1318

      Lord, lead me in Thy righteousness,

      Lead me because of those

      That do observe 1319 if I transgress.1320

      Set Thy right ways before 1321 where my step goes.

      For in his 1322 falt’ring mouth unstable 1323

      No word is firm or sooth:1324

      Their inside troubles miserable,

      An open grave their throat; their tongue they smooth.

      God, find them guilty, let them fall

      By their own counsels quelled,1325

      Push them in their rebellions all

      Still on, for against Thee they have rebelled.

      Then all who trust in Thee shall bring

      Their joy, while Thou from blame

      Defend’st them. They shall ever sing

      And shall triumph in Thee, who love Thy name.

      For Thou, Jehovah, wilt be found

      To bless the just man still,1326

      As with a shield. Thou will surround

      Him with Thy lasting favor and good will.

      6

      Lord, in Thine anger do not reprehend 1327 me,

      Nor in Thy hot displeasure me correct.

      Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,

      Am very weak and faint. Heal and amend me,

      For all my bones that even with anguish ache

      Are troubled, yea, my soul is troubled sore.

      And Thou, O Lord, how long? Turn, Lord, restore 1328

      My soul, O save me for Thy goodness sake,

      For in death is no remembrance of Thee.

      Who in the grave can celebrate Thy praise?

      Wearied I am with sighing out my days,

      Nightly my couch1329 I make a kind of sea,

      My bed I water with my tears, mine eye

      Through grief consumes,1330 is waxen 1331 old and dark

      I’ th’ midst of all mine enemies, that mark.1332

      Depart all ye that work iniquity! 1333

      Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping

      The Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my prayer,

      My supplication 1334 with acceptance fair

      The Lord will own,1335 and have me in His keeping.

      Mine enemies shall be all blank 1336 and dashed 1337

      With much confusion, then grown red with shame

      They shall return in haste the way they came,

      And in a moment shall be quite abashed.1338

      7

      Upon the words of Chush, the Benjamite,1339 against him.1340

      Lord, my God, to Thee I fly,

      Save me and secure me under

      Thy protection, while I cry,

      Lest as a lion (and no wonder)

      He haste to tear my soul asunder—

      Tearing, and no rescue nigh.

      Lord, my God, if I have thought

      Or done this, if wickedness

      Be in my hands, if I have wrought 1341

      Ill to him that meant me peace,

      Or to him have rendered 1342 less

      And not freed my foe for naught,1343

      Let th’ enemy pursue my soul

      And overtake it, let me tread 1344

      My life down to the earth and roll

      In the dust my glory dead—

      In the dust, and there outspread

      Lodge 1345 it with dishonor foul.

      Rise, Jehovah, in Thine ire,1346

      Rouse Thyself amidst the rage

      Of my foes, that urge 1347 like fire,

      And wake 1348 for me, their furi’1349 assuage.1350

      Judgment here1351 thou didst engage1352

      And command, which I desire.

      So th’ assemblies of each nation

      Will surround Thee, seeking right.

      Thence to Thy glorious habitation

      Return on high, and in their sight.

      Jehovah judgeth most upright

      All people, from this world’s foundation.1353

      Judge me, Lord, be judge in this

      According to my righteousness

      And the innocence which is

      Upon me. Cause at length to cease

      Of evil men the wickedness,

      And their power, that do amiss.1354

      But the just establish1355 fast,1356

      Since Thou art the just God that tries1357

      Hearts and reins.1358 On God is cast

      My defence, and in Him lies,

      In Him who both just and wise

      Saves th’ upright of heart at last.1359

      God is a just judge, and severe,1360

      And God is every day offended.

      If th’ unjust will not forbear 1361

      His sword He whets,1362 His bow hath bended

      Already, and for him intended

      The tools of death, that waits1363 Him near.

      (His arrows purposely made He

      For them that persecute.)1364 Behold,

      He1365 travels big 1366 with vanity,

      Trouble he hath conceived of old

      As in a womb, and from that mould

      Hath at length brought forth a lie.


      He digged a pit, and delved 1367 it deep,

      And fell into the pit he made.

      His mischief that due1368 course1369 doth keep,

      Turns on his head, and his ill trade 1370

      Of violence will undelayed

      Fall on his crown1371 with ruin steep.1372

      Then will I Jehovah’s praise

      According to His justice raise,1373

      And sing the name and deity

      Of Jehovah, the most high.

      8

      O Jehovah, our Lord, how wondrous great

      And glorious is Thy name through all the earth!

      So as above the Heav’ns Thy praise to set

      Out of the tender mouths of latest birth.

      Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings Thou

     


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