Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books - Page 334by John Milton - 1750Full view
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Regina M. Schwartz, Schwartz Regina M. - Literary Criticism - 1988 - 160 pages
...allusions to the Tempter in the aubade. The morning star is asked to praise. Fairest of Stars, last in the train of Night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling Morn With thy bright Circlet, praise him in thy Sphere While day arises, that...