MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens. majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WEST COUNTRY by ALICE CARY A GARDEN SONG by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON ARIZONA POEMS: 6. RAIN IN THE DESERT by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER THE WOLD WALL by WILLIAM BARNES PLAYFORD; A DESCRIPTIVE FRAGMENT by BERNARD BARTON |