XXII. TO THE SAME. CYRIAC, this three years day these ey To outward view, of blemish or of Bereft of light their seeing have fo Nor to their idle orbs doth sight a Of sun, or moon, or star, throughou Yet I argue Or man, or woman. Against Heav'n's hand or will, no Of heart or hope; but still bear u Right onward. What supports me, d The conscience, Friend, t' have los In liberty's defence, my noble task 8 And what the Swede intends] So the MS. And what the Swede intend,' which in othe And what the Swedes intend.' Newton. all Europe rings from side to side, hought might lead me through the world's ain mask nt though blind, had I no better guide. XIII. ON HIS DECEASED WIFE. UGHT I saw my late espoused saint ght to me, like Alcestis, from the grave, m Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, ied from death by force, tho' pale and faint. is whom wash'd from spot of child-bed ication in the old Law did save, [taint such, as yet once more I trust to have sight of her in Heav'n without restraint, vested all in white, pure as her mind: face was veil'd, yet to my fancied sight 10 , sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd r, as in no face with more delight. O, as to embrace me she inclin'd, k'd, she fled, and day brought back my night.* s] So the printed copies before Newton's edition, 'talks' is substituted from the MS. instead of 'rings.' net thus concluded before Newton's ed. f all Europe rings from side to side. ught might lead me through this world's vain mask, though blind, had I no other guide.' Todd. e original various readings to the sonnets from the ge MS. may be seen in Mr. Todd's edition of Milet. Works, (1809,) vol. vi. p. 500-3. www 216 PSALMS. PSALM I. DONE INTO VErse, 1653. BLESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray and in the seat Of sinners hath not stood, For the Lord knows th' upright way of the just, PSALM II. DONE AUG. 8, 1653. TERZETTI. WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations 5 10 15 d have my King (though ye rebel) y holy' hill. A firm decree eclare; the Lord to me hath said t my Son, I have begotten thee ask of me, and the grant is made; possession I on thee bestow then, and as thy conquest to be sway'd tmost bounds: them shalt thou bring 1 low on sceptre bruised, and them disperse a potter's vessel shiver'd so. be wise at length ye Kings averse, ght, ye Judges of the earth; with fear h serve, and let your joy converse abling ; kiss the Son lest he appear his wrath take fire like fuel sere. l those who have in them their stay. 25 en] Warton in both editions reads 'The Hea1. |