Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JOHN MILTON, by JOHN ORLEY ALLEN TATE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Your mind was wrought in cosmic solitude Last Line: Me not with goodness, but with thundering verse. Alternate Author Name(s): Tate, Allen Subject(s): Milton, John (1608-1674) | ||||||||
Your mind was wrought in cosmic solitude, Through which careered an undulous pageantry Of fiends and suns, darkness and boiling sea, All held in ordered sway by beauty's mood. Guest-champion lent by God, in might you stood Before the throngs of men; you helped to free Their souls; below, you played in heavenly key Your heart's concerto - throbbing interlude. But your suave Egoist, for selfish fame, Hurled to the bogs of Hell the Rebel Will And boxed him dark in freedom's smudgy hearse; He paid blood-price for thought; his noble shame Was like the Greeks. Ironically, you thrill Me not with goodness, but with thundering verse. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 22. MILTON IN AGE by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES PARADISE LOST, BOOK 5. AN EPITOME by ANTHONY HECHT THE SNOWFLAKE WHICH IS NOW AND HENCE FOREVER by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH TO THE GHOST OF JOHN MILTON by CARL SANDBURG THE PROGRESS OF POESY; A PINDARIC ODE by THOMAS GRAY ON NOT BEING MILTON by TONY HARRISON MILTON'S PRAYER [OF PATIENCE, OR, IN BLINDNESS] by ELIZABETH LLOYD HOWELL BATTLE OF MURFREESBORO, 1862-1922 by JOHN ORLEY ALLEN TATE |
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