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    The Complete Poetry of John Milton

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      That call Fame on such gentle acts as these,

      And he can spread thy name o’re lands and seas,

      What ever clime the suns bright circle warms.

      Lift not thy spear against the Muses bowr:2

      10

      The great Emathian Conqueror3 bidd spare

      The house of Pindarus, when temple and towr

      Went to the ground: and the repeated air

      Of sad Electra’s poet4 had the power

      To save th’ Athenian walls from ruin bare.

      (Nov. 1642)

      * * *

      1 During the earlier days of the First Civil War the Royalist army, after success at Edgehill on Oct. 23, 1642, advanced toward London but retreated Nov. 12-13. Milton’s home in Aldersgate Street was just beyond the London city gate; the MS title indicated (in jest) that the sonnet was to be tacked on his door.

      2 Despite the mocking tone of the thin spear raised against the undefended door, Milton is seriously comparing the far-reaching powers of poetry with the inglorious limitations of war.

      3 Alexander the Great of Macedonia (Emathia). Thebes was attacked in 335 B.C. for revolt against Macedonia; the Congress of Corinth decreed that the city was to be razed.

      4 Euripides. The first chorus of that play (ll. 167 ff.) reputedly dissuaded the Spartans from sacking Athens in 404 B.C.

      Sonnet 9

      Ladie, that in the prime of earliest youth

      Wisely hast shun’d the broad way and the green1

      And with those few art eminently seen

      That labour up the hill of heav’nly Truth,2

      5

      The better part with Mary and with Ruth3

      Chosen thou hast, and they that overween

      And at thy growing vertues fret thir spleen

      No anger find in thee, but pitty and ruth.

      Thy care is fixt and zealously attends

      10

      To fill thy odorous lamp with deeds of light

      And Hope that reaps not shame. Therfore be sure4

      Thou, when the Bridegroom with his feastfull freinds

      Passes to bliss at the midd howr of night,

      Hast gain’d thy entrance, Virgin wise and pure.5

      (1643-45)

      * * *

      1 The unidentified lady is commended for her steadfast and virtuous life: unlike the Bride who unwisely and unsuccessfully sought her Lord “in the broad ways” (S. of Sol. iii. 2), the lady will attain the kingdom of Heaven because she has followed Jesus’ admonition: “Enter ye at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction,… and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life” (Matt. vii. 13, 14). The green way of the impatient and complaining comes from Job viii. 12-13, 16: “Whilst it is yet in his greenness, and not cut down, it withereth before any other herb. So are the paths of all that forget God; and the hypocrite’s hope shall perish:… He is green before the sun.…”

      2 God’s holy hill is gained through perseverance of the virtuous life, for Jesus had said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me” (John xiv. 6). Compare Hesiod’s Hill of Virtue (Works and Days, 287).

      3 Mary, who steadfastly sat at Jesus’ feet to hear his word, had “chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her” (Luke x. 42). Ruth, known to the people to be a steadfast and virtuous woman (Ruth i. 18, iii. 11), chose to follow Naomi and her advice, thus becoming a progenitor of Joseph, husband of Jesus’ mother, through her marriage to Boaz.

      4 be assured.

      5 The wise virgins, who had filled their lamps in preparation for the time that the kingdom of Heaven would be at hand, were ready when at midnight the Bridegroom came (Matt. xxv. 1-13). As Brooks and Hardy note (p. 160), “it was at midnight too … that Boaz awakened to find Ruth at his feet, and when he lay down he had just come from a feast” (Ruth iii. 7-8).

      Sonnet 10

      Daughter to that good Earle,1 once President

      Of Englands Counsel, and her Treasury,

      Who liv’d in both, unstain’d with gold or fee,

      And left them both, more in himself content,

      5

      Till the sad breaking of that Parlament

      Broke him,2 as that dishonest victory

      At Chæronéa, fatal to liberty

      Kill’d with report that Old man eloquent,3

      Though later born then to have known the daies

      10

      Wherin your Father flourisht, yet by you

      Madam, me thinks I see him living yet;

      So well your words his noble Vertues praise,

      That all both judge you to relate them true

      And to possess them, Honourd Margaret.

      (1643-45)

      * * *

      1 Sir James Ley, Earl of Marlborough, Lord Chief Justice, Lord High Treasurer, and Lord President of the Council of State under Charles I. The subject of the sonnet was Lady Margaret, wife of Captain John Hobson.

      2 Charles’ Third Parliament was dissolved by him on Mar. 10, 1629, primarily because of the intractable opposition of Commons to tonnage and poundage; Marlborough died four days later. The next parliament (the Short Parliament) was not called until Apr. 13, 1640.

      3 Isocrates. Philip of Macedonia’s defeat of Thebes and Athens at Chaeronea in 338 B.C., ending Greek independence, reputedly caused the well-known orator to commit suicide four days later. Like this shameful victory, Charles’ thwarting of the people’s will was a curtailment of liberty.

      In Effigiei Ejus Sculptorem1

      On the Engraver of His Likeness1

      This image was drawn by an untaught hand, / you might perhaps say, looking at the form of the original. / But since here you do not recognize the modelled face, friends, / laugh at a bad imitation by a worthless artist.

      (1645)

      * * *

      1 A poorly drawn portrait served as a frontispiece in the 1645 edition of the poems; these lines appeared beneath. The engraver was William Marshall.

      Sonnet 111

      I did but prompt the age to quit thir clogs

      By the known rules of ancient liberty,2

      When strait a barbarous noise environs me

      Of Owls and cuckoes, asses, apes and dogs.

      5

      As when those hinds that were transform’d to frogs

      Rail’d at Latona’s twin-born progeny

      Which after held the Sun and Moon in Fee.3

      But this is got by casting pearl to hogs;4

      That bawl for freedom in thir senseles mood,

      10

      And still5 revolt when Truth would set them free.

      Licence they mean, when they cry liberty,

      For who loves that, must first be wise, and good;

      But from that mark how farr they roav, we see

      For all this wast of wealth, and loss of blood.6

      (autumn 1645 ?)

      * * *

      1 See the Textual Notes for numbering.

      2 The twin divorce tracts Tetrachordon and Colasterion were published Mar. 4, 1645; to Milton his work on divorce was part of his contribution to true liberty (Defensio secunda, pp. 90-91). In Tetrachordon he justified divorce through exposition of Deut. xxiv. 1, 2. Among the published detractions of Tetrachordon was Ephraim Pagitt’s Heresiography, the second edition (1645), which remarks Milton’s recourse to scripture to maintain his opinion (p. 142).

      3 The twin children of Latona and Jove were Apollo, god of the sun, and Diana, goddess of the moon. The Lycian peasants who refused Latona and her children drink were turned into frogs by Jove. As Parker has noted (Explicator, VIII, 1949, item 3) the fact that Milton’s derided pamphlets were published together recalled this image of the twin gods.

      4 Adapted from Matt. vii. 6: “Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you.”

      5 nevertheless.

      6 The image likens the people who think they aim at liber
    ty by means of Civil War to wasteful archers whose arrows (rovers) miss their mark and merely wound their prey.

      Sonnet 13

      Harry,1 whose tunefull and well-measur’d song

      First taught our English Music how to span

      Words with just note and accent, not to scan

      With Midas eares,2 committing short and long,

      5

      Thy worth and skill exempts thee from the throng,

      With praise anough for Envy to look wan;

      To after-age thou shalt be writt the man

      That with smooth air couldst humor best our tongue.

      Thou honourst Vers, and Vers must lend her wing

      10

      To honour thee, the Preist of Phœbus quire

      That tun’st thir happiest lines in hymn, or story.3

      Dante shall give Fame leav to set thee higher

      Then his Casella,4 whom he woo’d to sing

      Met in the milder shades of Purgatory.

      (Feb. 1646)

      * * *

      1 Henry Lawes (1596-1662), who wrote the music for Mask (and probably for Arcades), enacted the attendant spirit, and was instrumental in having the work published. The sonnet was prefixed to Choice Psalmes put into Musick For Three Voices (1648); Milton’s nephews, Edward and John Phillips, contributed commendatory lyrics to Lawes Ayres (1653). The standard biography is Willa M. Evans’ Henry Lawes, Musician and Friend to Poets (New York, 1941).

      2 Apollo changed Midas’ ears to those of an ass for his obtuseness in declaring Pan a superior flutist to Apollo. Milton is praising Lawes’ faithful attention to lyrics, in distinction to some lesser seventeenth-century composers’ practice of altering them to fit their music.

      3 referring to Lawes’ setting of William Cartwright’s The Complaint of Ariadne.

      4 a Florentine musician and friend of Dante. When Dante arrived in Purgatory from Hell, he spied Casella, who sang the second canzone of Dante’s Convitio (Purgatorio, II, 76-123).

      Sonnet 141

      When Faith and Love which parted from thee never,

      Had rip’n’d thy just soul to dwell with God,

      Meekly thou didst resigne this earthy load

      Of death, call’d life; which us from life doth sever.

      5

      Thy Works and Almes, and all thy good Endeavor

      Staid not behind, nor in the grave were trod;

      But as Faith pointed with her golden rod,

      Follow’d thee up to joy and bliss for ever.

      Love led them on, and Faith who knew them best

      10

      Thy handmaids, clad them o’re with purple beames

      And azure wings, that up they flew so drest,

      And spake the truth of thee in glorious theames2

      Before the Judge, who thenceforth bidd thee rest,

      And drink thy fill of pure immortal streames.

      (Dec. 1646)

      * * *

      1 Mrs. Catharine Thomason, wife of the book collector George Thomason, was buried on Dec. 12, 1646. The poem is a tissue of Biblical allusions, such as the Christian armor of Faith and Love (Eph. vi. 13-24), the just who shall live by faith (Gal. iii. 11), the meek who inherit the earth (Matt. v. 5), the judgment according to one’s faith and works (James ii. 22, 24), the ascent of alms to God (Acts x. 4), the river of immortality (Rev. xxii. 1).

      2 As Grierson pointed out (TLS, Jan. 15, 1925, p. 40), the term is musical; it is a song before the throne of God (Rev. xiv. 2-3).

      Ad Joannem Roüsium

      OXONIENSIS ACADEMIÆ BIBLIOTHECARIUM

      De libro poëmatum amisso, quem ille sibi denuò mitti postulabat, ut cum aliis nostris in Bibliotheca publica, reponeret, Ode.1

      STROPHE 1

      Gemelle cultu simplici gaudens liber,2

      Fronde licet geminâ,

      Munditiéque nitens non operosâ,

      Quam manus attulit

      5

      Juvenilis olim,

      Sedula tamen haud nimii poetæ,

      Dum vagus Ausonias3 nunc per umbras

      Nunc Britannica per vireta lusit

      Insons populi, barbitóque devius

      10

      Indulsit patrio, mox itidem pectine Daunio4

      Longinquum intonuit melos

      Vicinis, et humum vix tetigit pede.

      ANTISTROPHE

      Quis te, parve liber, quis te fratribus

      Subduxit reliquis dolo?

      15

      Cum tu missus ab urbe,

      Docto jugiter obsecrante amico,

      Illustre tendebas iter

      Thamesis5 ad incunabula

      Cærulei patris,

      20

      Fontes ubi limpidi

      Aonidum,6 thyasusque sacer

      Orbi notus per immensos

      Temporum lapsus redeunte cælo,

      Celeberque futurus in ævum?

      STROPHE 2

      25

      Modò quis deus, aut editus deo

      Pristinam gentis miseratus indolem

      (Si satis noxas luimus priores

      Mollique luxu degener otium)

      Tollat nefandos civium tumultus,7

      30

      Almaque revocet studia sanctus

      Et relegatas sine sede Musas

      Jam penè totis finibus Angligenûm;

      Immundasque volucres

      Unguibus imminentes

      35

      Figat Apollineâ pharetrâ,

      Phinéamque abigat pestem procul amne Pegaséo?8

      ANTISTROPHE

      Quin tu, libelle, nuntii licet malâ

      Fide, vel oscitantiâ

      Semel erraveris agmine fratrum,

      40

      Seu quis te teneat specus,

      Seu qua te latebra, forsan unde vili

      Callo teréris institoris insulsi,

      Lætare felix, en iterum tibi

      Spes nova fulget posse profundam

      45

      Fugere Lethen, vehique superam

      In Jovis aulam remige pennâ,

      STROPHE 3

      Nam te Roüsius sui

      Optat peculî, numeróque justo

      Sibi pollicitum queritur abesse,

      50

      Rogatque venias ille cujus inclyta

      Sunt data virûm monumenta curæ:

      Téque adytis etiam sacris

      Voluit reponi quibus et ipse præsidet

      Æternorum operum custos fidelis,

      55

      Quæstorque gazæ nobilioris,

      Quàm cui præfuit Iön

      Clarus Erechtheides

      Opulenta dei per templa parentis9

      Fulvosque tripodas, donaque Delphica,

      60

      Iön Actæâ genitus Creüsâ.

      ANTISTROPHE

      Ergo tu visere lucos

      Musarum ibis amœnos,

      Diamque Phœbi rursùs ibis in domum

      Oxoniâ quam valle colit

      65

      Delo posthabitâ,

      Bifidóque Parnassi jugo:

      Ibis honestus,

      Postquam egregiam tu quoque sortem

      Nactus abis, dextri prece sollicitatus amici.

      70

      Illic legéris inter alta nomina

      Authorum, Graiæ simul et Latinæ

      Antiqua gentis lumina, et verum decus.

      EPODOS

      Vos tandem haud vacui mei labores,

      Quicquid hoc sterile fudit ingenium.

      75

      Jam serò placidam sperare jubeo

      Perfunctam invidiâ requiem, sedesque beatas

      Quas bonus Hermes10

      Et tutela dabit solers Roüsi,

      Quò neque lingua procax vulgi penetrabit, atque longè

      80

      Turba legentum prava facesset;

      At ultimi nepotes,

      Et cordatior ætas

      Judicia rebus æquiora forsitan

      Adhibebit integro sinu.

      85

      Turn livore sepulto,

      Siquid meremur, sana posteritas sciet

      Roüsio favente.


      (Ode tribus constat strophis, totidémque antistrophis unâ demùm epodo clausis; quàs, tametsi omnes nec versuum numero nec certis ubique colis exactè respondeant, ita tamen secuimus, commodè legendi potius, quàm ad antiquos concinendi modos, rationem spectantes. Alioquin hoc genus rectiùs fortasse dici monstrophicum debuerat. Metra partim sunt , partim . Phaleucia quæ sunt, spondæum tertio loco bis admittunt, quod idem in secundo loco Catullus ad libitum fecit.)11

      To John Rouse

      LIBRARIAN OF OXFORD UNIVERSITY

      An Ode concerning a lost volume of poems which he requested be sent to him a second time, so that it might be put back with my others in the public library.1

      STROPHE 1

      Two-part book rejoicing in single garb,2 / although with double leaf, / and glittering with no painstaking elegance, / which a hand once / young wrought, [5] / a careful hand, yet by no means too great a poet’s, / while, unsettled, now through the Ausonian3 shades, / now through British lawns he dallied, / innocent of people and out of touch with life, / he indulged his native lute, soon afterwards in like manner [10] / with Daunian4 lyre he resounded his foreign air / to those around him, and barely touched the soil with his foot.

      ANTISTROPHE

      Who, little book, who with evil intent / withdrew you from your remaining brothers? / when, dispatched from the city, [15] / immediately upon request by my learned friend, / you were travelling the distinguished road / to the birthplace of the Thames,5 / the blue father, / where are the limpid fountains [20] / of the Aonides,6 and the sacred Bacchic dance / known to the world through endless / ages, fallen away under the revolving heavens, / but celebrated to eternity?

     


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