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The Eve Of Waterloo Darkness Prometheus She walks in Beauty And Thou art Dead, as Young and Fair The Glove Phantasy - To Laura Rapture - To Laura The Secret Of the Lady Pietra degli Scrovigni My lady carries love within her eyes Death, always cruel Of Beauty and Duty To Luna To the Distant One The Fisherman The Castle on the Mountain The Raven The Lake Alone A Dream Within a Dream On His Blindness On His Deceased Wife To the Lady Margaret Ley Light |
John Milton - To the Lady Margaret LeyDaughter to that good Earl, 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, Till the sad breaking of that Parlament Broke him, as that dishonest victory At Charonea, fatal to liberty Kil'd with report that Old man eloquent, Though later born, then to have known the dayes 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, Honour'd Margaret. |
