EDMUND WALLER: 1605-1687. Waller figured on the popular side in the Long Parliament, but afterwards became a royalist. His poetry chiefly consists in complimentary verses. He wrote a panegyric on Cromwell, which is one of his most vigorous poems. At the Restoration he was ready with a congratulatory address to Charles II. It was considered inferior to the verses on Cromwell, and the king is said to have told the poet of the disparity. 'Poets, sire,' replied the witty courtier, 'succeed better in fiction than in truth.' ON A GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined OLD AGE AND DEATH. The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, As they draw near to their eternal home: Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view, That stand upon the threshold of the new. JOHN MILTON: 1608-1674 Milton, among English poets inferior only to Shakspeare, was the son of a London scrivener. He received his education at St Paul's School, London, and at Christ's College, Cambridge. In his 21st year he had written his grand Hymn on the Nativity, which is considered one of the finest odes in the language. From Cambridge he retired to his father's house at Horton, in Buckinghamshire, where he spent five years in the study of classical literature. During this period he wrote the beautiful masques of Comus and Arcades; Lycidas, an exquisite elegy on a college companion, who perished by shipwreck on his passage from Chester to Ireland; and two charming descriptive pieces, entitled L'Allegro (The Man of Mirth) and Il Penseroso (The Melancholy Man). In middle life, being of republican principles, he employed himself in writing pamphlets in favour of the Commonwealth, and afterwards acted as Latin secretary to Cromwell. Unceasing study had affected his eyesight, and in 1652 he became totally blind. At the Restoration he retired to Chalfont, in Bucks, where, in 1665, he completed his great epic, Paradise Lost, which had been commenced in 1658. In 1671 he produced Paradise Regained, a sequel to Paradise Lost, but much inferior to it, and Samson Agonistes, a dramatic poem on the story of Samson. He died in 1674, and was buried in the chancel of St Giles', Cripplegate, in London. (For specimens of Milton's Prose, see Readings in English Prose, page 33.) FROM THE HYMN ON THE NATIVITY. No war or battle's sound, Was heard the world around: The idle spear and shield were high up hung; Unstained with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; As if they surely knew their sov'reign lord was by. But peaceful was the night, Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began: The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed, Whispering new joys to the mild Ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. . . The shepherds on the lawn, Or ere the point of dawn, Sat simply chatting in a rustic row; Full little thought they then That the mighty Pan 1 Was kindly come to live with them below; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep. When such music sweet Their hearts and ears did greet, As never was by mortal finger strook, Divinely warbled voice Answering the stringed noise, As all their souls in blissful rapture took : The air, such pleasure loath to lose, With thousand echoes still prolongs each heavenly close.... At last surrounds their sight A globe of circular light, That with long beams the shamefaced night arrayed; The helmed cherubim, And sworded seraphim, Are seen in glittering ranks with wings displayed, Harping in loud and solemn quire, With unexpressive notes, to Heaven's new-born heir.... 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 2 leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.... But see, the Virgin blest Hath laid her Babe to rest; Time is, our tedious song should here have ending: 1 The god of shepherds. 2 In Phocis, the seat of the oracle of Apollo. Heaven's youngest-teemed star Her sleeping Lord with handmaid lamp attending; Bright-harnessed angels sit in order serviceable. FROM L'ALLEGRO. Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, And love to live in dimple sleek; And in thy right hand lead with thee .... the goddess of youth Robed in flames, and amber light, Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; adorned FROM PARADISE LOST. SATAN'S ADDRESS TO THE SUN. Book iv. O thou, that, with surpassing glory crowned, |