Potential Titles: John Milton

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Bright Seraphim in burning row - John Milton "At a Solemn Music"

Jarred against Nature's chime - John Milton "At a Solemn Music"

Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne - John Milton "Il Penseroso"

May oft out-watch the Bear - John Milton "Il Penseroso"

Or unsphere the spirit of Plato - John Milton "Il Penseroso"

Bid the soul of Orpheus sing - John Milton "Il Penseroso"

Drew iron tears down Plato's cheek - John Milton "Il Penseroso"

Every herb that sips the dew - John Milton "Il Penseroso"

Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born - John Milton "L'Allegro"

To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore - John Milton "L'Allegro"

To hear the lark begin his flight - John Milton "L'Allegro"

The melting voice through mazes running - John Milton "L'Allegro"

Untwisting all the chains that tie - John Milton "L'Allegro"

Pluck your berries harsh and crude - John Milton "Lycidas"

With forced fingers rude - John Milton "Lycidas"

Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year - John Milton "Lycidas"

And build the lofty rhyme - John Milton "Lycidas"

Sisters of the sacred well - John Milton "Lycidas"

Fair peace be to my sable shroud - John Milton "Lycidas"

The gray-fly winds her sultry horn - John Milton "Lycidas"

With wild thyme and the gadding vine - John Milton "Lycidas"

When first the white-thorn blows - John Milton "Lycidas"

Spreads her wizard stream - John Milton "Lycidas"

The Muse herself that Orpheus bore - John Milton "Lycidas"

Whom universal Nature did lament - John Milton "Lycidas"

That grows on mortal soil - John Milton "Lycidas"

Nor in broad rumour lies - John Milton "Lycidas"

Witness of all-judging Jove - John Milton "Lycidas"

Crowned with vocal reeds - John Milton "Lycidas"

Listens to the herald of the sea - John Milton "Lycidas"

Rigged with curses dark - John Milton "Lycidas"

The grim wolf with privy paw - John Milton "Lycidas"

Bid them hither cast their bells - John Milton "Lycidas"

All your quaint enamelled eyes - John Milton "Lycidas"

That sad embroidery wears - John Milton "Lycidas"

Dally with false surmise - John Milton "Lycidas"

The bottom of the monstrous world - John Milton "Lycidas"

In solemn troops and sweet societies - John Milton "Lycidas"

The tender stops of various quills - John Milton "Lycidas"

Has doffed her gaudy trim - John Milton "Hymn: On the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

Unstained with hostile blood - John Milton "Hymn: On the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

Stand fixed in steadfast gaze - John Milton "Hymn: On the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

Orbed in a rainbow - John Milton "Hymn: On the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

Doom must thunder through the deep - John Milton "Hymn: On the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

With purple beams and azure wings - John Milton "On the Religious Memory of Mrs. Catherine Thomson, My Christian Friend"

From what state I fell - John Milton "Paradise Lost"

Would recant vows made in pain - John Milton "Paradise Lost"

A worse relapse and heavier fall - John Milton "Paradise Lost"

All hope excluded thus - John Milton "Paradise Lost"

In twisted braids of Lillies knitting - John Milton "Sabrina"

Goddess of the silver lake, listen and save! - John Milton "Sabrina"

By all the Nymphs that nightly dance - John Milton "Sabrina"

Where grows the Willow and the Osier dank - John Milton "Sabrina"

Consider how my light is spent - John Milton "Service"

And present my true account - John Milton "Service"

Who best bear his mild yoke - John Milton "Service"

Thousands at his bidding speed - John Milton "Service"

Comes dancing from the East - John Milton "Song on May Morning"

From her green lap throws the yellow Cowslip - John Milton "Song on May Morning"

Mirth and youth and young desire - John Milton "Song on May Morning"

With thousand echoes still prolongs - John Milton "Verses from the Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

And with your ninefold harmony - John Milton "Verses from the Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

Will melt from earthly mould - John Milton "Verses from the Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity"

And leave her dolorous mansions - John Milton "Verses from the Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity"


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