XVII
OUT OF ADVERSITY
O HOW comely it is, and how reviving To the spirits of just men long oppressed, When God into the hands of their deliverer Puts invincible might
To quell the mighty of the earth, the oppressor, The brute and boisterous force of violent men, Hardy and industrious to support Tyrannic power, but raging to pursue The righteous and all such as honour truth ! He all their ammunition And feats of war defeats, With plain heroic magnitude of mind And celestial vigour armed; Their armouries and magazines contemns, Renders them useless, while With winged expedition Swift as the lightning glance he executes His errand on the wicked, who, surprised, Lose their defence, distracted and amazed.
Milton.
XVIII
HEROIC LOVE
MY dear and only love, I pray
That little world of thee Be governed by no other sway
But purest monarchy;
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