The Poetry of Real Life | ||
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ON MILTON.
I love to read the bard of ParadiseBy the great sea: the waves' majestic swell
Marking the time, and answering so well
The pauses of the verse, that, in their rise
And fall continuous, its harmonies
Seem echoed back; as though, voicefull, and clear,
They were repeating them in Nature's ear,
Things with which heaven and earth might sympathise.
With such accompaniment I could think
That Nature, moved by that great argument,
To the still music of Man's thoughts had lent
Utterance, and set thereto the waves, that sink
And rise, like epic verse magnificent,
Creation's music! in acknowledgment.
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