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And hope that reaps not shame. Therefore be sure Thou, when the bridegroom with his feastful friends Passes to bliss at the mid hour of night, Hast gain'd thy entrance, Virgin wise and pure.
TO THE LADY MARGARET LEY*.
DAUGHTER to that good Earl, once President
Of England's Council and her Treasury,
And left them both, more in himself content,
Broke him, as that dishonest victory
Kill'd with report that old man eloquent.f
Wherein your father flourish’d, yeț by you,
Madam, methinks I see him living yet;
That all both judge you to relate them true,
* The daughter of Sir James Ley, whose singular learning and abilities raised him through all the great posts of the law, till he came to be made Earl of Marlborough, and Lord High Treasurer, and Lord President of the Council to King James I. He died in an advanced age; and Milton attributes his death to the breaking of the Parliament: and it is true that the Parliament was dissolved the 10th of March 1628-9, and he died on the of the same month,
Newton. + Isocrates, the orator. The Victory was gained by Philip of Macedon over the Athenians,
ON THE DETRACTION WHICH FOLLOWED UPON MY WRIT
ING CERTAIN TREATISES. 1645.
A BOOK was writ of late call’d Tetrachordon,*
And woven close, both matter, form, and style ;
The subject new: it walk'd the Town awhile, Numbering good intellects ; now seldom por'd on. Cries the stall-reader, ‘Bless us! what a word on
A title-page is this! and some in file
End Green. Why is it harder, Sirs, than Gordon, Colkitto, or Macdonnel, or Galasp?t [sleek,
Those rugged names to our like mouths grow
That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp, Thy age, like ours, O soul of Sir John Cheek,t
Hated not learning worse than toad or asp,
* This was one of Milton's books, published in consequence of his divorce from his first wife. Tetrachordon signifies Expositions on the four chief places in Scripture which mention marriage, or nullities in marriage.
Warton. † Milton is here collecting, from his hatred to the Scots, what he thinks Seotish names of an ill sound. Colkitto and Macdonnel, are one and the same person; a brave officer on the royal side, an Irishman of the Antrim family, who served under Montrose. The Macdonalds of that family are styled, by way of distinction, Mac Colleittok, i. e, descendants of lame Colin. Galasp, or George Gil. lespie, was a Scotish writer against the Independents, and one of the members of the Assembly of Divines.
Warton. The first professor of the Greek tongue in the university of Cambridge, and was afterwards made one of the tutors to Edward VI. See his Life by Strype, or in the Biographia Britannica.
ON THE SAME.
I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs
By the known rules of ancient liberty,
Of owls and cuckoos, asses, apes and dogs:
Rail'd at Latona's twin-born progeny, .
But this is got by casting pearl to hogs;
And still revolt when truth would set them free.
License they mean when they cry Liberty;
But from that mark how far they rove we see,
TO MR. H. LAWES, ON THE PUBLISHING HIS AIRS.
HARRY, whose tuneful and well-measur'd song
First taught our English music how to span
Words with just note and accent, not to scan
With praise enough for Envy to look wan;
Thou honour'st verse, and verse must lend her wing
To honour thee, the priest of Phæbus' quire,
That tun'st their happiest lines in hymn, or story.
Than his Casella, whom he woo'd to sing,
eir clogs perty,
environs and dogs
ON THE RELIGIOUS MEMORY OF MRS. CATHERINE
form'd to be n!,
THOMSON, MY CHRISTIAN FRIEND.
7 in fee
Deceased, Dec. 16, 1646.*
WHEN Faith and Love, which parted from thee
Of death, call'd life; which us from life doth sever.
Staid not behind, nor in the grave were trod;
Follow'd thee up to joy and bliss for ever.
Thy hand-maids, clad them o'er with purple beams
And azure wings, that up they flew so dress'd,
Before the Judge; who thenceforth bid thee rest,
* Dr. Newton found in the accounts of Milton's life, that when he was first made Latin Secretary, he lodged at one Thomson's, next door to the Bull Head Tavern, at Charing Cross. This Mrs. Thomson was in all probability one of that family.
TO THE LORD GENERAL FAIRFAX.
FAIRFAX, whose name in arms through Europe rings,
Filling each mouth with envy or with praise,
And rumours loud, that daunt remotest kings; Thy firm unshaken virtue ever brings
Victory home, though new rebellions raise Their Hydra heads, and the false north displays
Her broken league to imp their serpent wings. Oyet a nobler task awaits thy hand, (For what can war, but endless war still breed?)
Till truth and right from violence be freed, And public faith cleard from the shameful brand
Of blic fraud. In vain doth Valour leed,
TO THE LORD GENERAL CROMWELL.
CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud,
Not of war only, but detractions rude,
To peace and truth thy glorious way hast plough’d, And on the neck of crowned Fortune proud
Hast reard God's trophies, and his work pursued, While Derwen stream, with blood of Scots im