To Milton

Grade 7 Poem

by William Wordsworth

Volume: 10 | Page: 282

Estimated reading time: 1 minute

Your Family's Reading

Please sign in to track your reading.

Content

Reading Mode
ILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour: afen 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; Andgive us manners, virtue, freedom, power. RETRIBUTION 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.