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TO SIR HENRY VANE THE YOUNGER.'
Than whom a better senator ne'er held
The fierce Epirot and the African bold,
The drift of hollow states a hard to be spell’d,
Move by her two main nerves, iron and gold
Both spiritual pow'r and civil, what each means,
What severs each, thou hast learn'd, which few have The bounds of either sword to thee we owe: [done :
Therefore on thy firm hand Religion leans
ON THE LATE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT.3
AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones
Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold ;
This sonnet seems to have been rritten in behalf of the Independents gainst the Presbyterian hierarchy, 'ane was the chief of the Independents, nd therefore Milton's friend. He was a nost eccentric character, a mixture of he wildest fanaticism and good sense. le was beheaded after the Restoration, 662,- From WARTON. 2 The States of Holland, 3 In 1665 the Duke of Savoy de. ermined to make his reformed sub.
jects in Piedmont return to the Roman Church. All who refused compliance with the sovereign's will were massacred. Those who escaped, concealed in their mountain fastnesses, sent to Cromwell for relief. Milton's Troly indignation found expression in this fine sonnet, which was of great effect. Cromwell commanded a general fast, and a national contribution for the relief of the sufferers. £40,000 were colleoted, He then wrote to the Duko; And Ag
Forget not: in thy book record their groans
Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they
To Heav'n. Their martvr'd blood and ashes sow
O’er all th’ Italian fields, where still doth sway
A hundred fold, who having learn'd thy way
ON HIS BLINDNESS.
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide;
I fondly ask: But Patience, to prevent
Either man's work, or his own gifts; who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed,
And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
great was the terror of the English nalile- the Protector threatened that his ships should visit Civita Vecchia-that be persecution was stopped, and the surviving inhabitants of the valleys
were restored to their homes and to
| The Pope.
TO MR. LAWRENCE,
LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son,
Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire,
Help waste a sullen day, what may be won
On smoother, till Favonius? re-inspire
The lily and rose, that neither sow'd nor spun.
Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise
To hear the lute well touch'd, or artful voice
He who of those delights can judge, and spare
TO CYRIAC SKINNER.
CYRIAC, whose grandsire 3 on the royal bench
Of British Themis, with no mean applause
Which others at their bar so often wrench;
In mirth, that after po repenting draws;
Son of Henry Lawrence, Member for tfordshire, who was active in settling
Protectorate on Cromwell. Milton's nd was the author of a work called f our Communion and Warre with els," &c., 1646. 4to.-TODD. The West Wind. Lord Coke. Cyriac Skinner was the of William Skinner and Bridget,
daughter of Lord Coke. He had been a pupil of Milton's, and was one of the principal members of Harrington's Political Club.
4 Charles Gustavus, King of Sweden, was then at war with Poland, and the French were fighting the Spaniards in the Netherlands.
To measure life learn thou betimes, and know
Toward solid good what leads the nearest way;
For other things mild Heav'n a time ordains, And disapproves that care, though wise in show,
That with superfluous burden loads the day, And, when God sends a cheerful hour, refrains.
17. Bent u ook
Port to or
To outward view, of blemish or of spot,
Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
Yet I argué not
Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ?
The conscience, Friend, t' have lost them overplied
In liberty's defence,' my noble task,
This thought might lead me thro' the world's vain mask
! When Milton was engaged to answer Salmasius one of his eyes had nearly lost its sight. The physicians predicted the loss of both, if he used them. But Milton told Du Moulin, "I did not long balance, whether my duty should be preferred to my eyes."
2 The celebrated controversy with Salmasius originated thus : Charles II. employed that great scholar to write a
“Defence of Monarchy," and to vindies his father's memory. Salmasius wast greatest scholar of his age. Grotius aly could compete with him. Selden spes of him as “most admirable." Council of the Commonwealth, the fore, did wisely in ordering Milton answer him. How he did so at the pri of his sight we see above.
ON HIS DECEASED WIFE.
METHOUGHT I saw my late espousèd saint
grare, Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave,
Rescued from death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom wash'd from spot of child-bed taint
Purification in the old law did save;
Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint,
Her face was veil'd, yet to my fancied sight
Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight.
But oh! as to embrace me she inclined, I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night.
Catherine, the daughter of Captain Woodcock, of Hackney. She died in giving birth to a daughter, a year after her marriage. She was Milton's second vife. 3 Alcestis, being told by an oracle that
her husband, Admetus, could never re cover from a disease unless a friend died for him, willingly laid down her life for him.' Hercules, “Jove's great son,” brought her back from hell.