John Milton Quotes on Beauty
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O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warbl'st at eve, when all the woods are still.
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O fairest flower! no sooner blown but blasted, Soft silken primrose fading timelessly.
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Meadows trim, with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide; Towers and balements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighboring eyes.
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Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.
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And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced choir below, In service high, and anthems clear As may, with sweetness, through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all heaven before mine eyes.
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Without the meed of some melodious tear.