Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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TO MILTON.
Milton! by thee true Glory's Goal was won;Yet meaner spirits may not copy thee,
Or to such height of true sublimity
Uplift their Thoughts. Shall earthborn Spirits run
A Race with thee, thou courser of the Sun,
Whose path was thro' the Heaven's privacy,
A solitude of Light and Glory, nigh
The Eternal Fount of Truth? thou stand'st alone,
In Mind quite unapproachable; yet still
The humblest Heart may learn to imitate
Thy Patriotspirit, selfsubduëd Will,
And that blest art, which from the Ills of fate
Extracts a blessing; glorying to fulfill
In thy high footsteps what it owes the state!
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