Sonnet IX: To a Virtuous Young Lady
Lady! that in the prime of earliest youth
Wisely hast shunned the broad way and the green,
And with those few art eminently seen,
That labour up the Hill of Heavenly Truth,
The better part with Mary and with Ruth
Chosen thou hast, and they that overween,
And at thy growing virtues fret their spleen,
No anger find in thee, but pity and ruth.
Thy care is fixed, and zealously attends
To fill thy odorous Lamp with deeds of light.
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 gained thy entrance, Virgin wise and pure.
Other works by John Milton...
At a Vacation Exercise in the Colledge, Part Latin, Part English. the Latin Speeches Ended, the English Thus Began
Hail native Language, that by sinews we… Didst move my first endeavouring tongue… And mad’st imperfect words with childish… Half unpronounc’t, slide through my infa… Driving dum silence from the portal dore…
Lycidas
Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once m… Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and c… And with forc’d fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing…
#Death #Elegy #GreekAndRomanMythology #HeroesAndPatriotism #LandscapesAnd#Pastorals #Living #MinorPoems #MythologyAndFolklore #Nature #RhymedStanza #SorrowAndGrieving
