Jan 9th, 2013 by wintercow20
I wished I could say that I was more of a poetry fan than I am – I’ve never had a lengthy and exciting enough exposure to it to appreciate it. But for today’s post I leave you with one of my favorites nonetheless. It is Milton’s Sonnet XII. It is not entirely unrelated to the purpose of this site. Enjoy.
Milton’s Sonnet XII (via Dartmouth’s website)
On the Same
I did but prompt the age to quit their cloggs
By the known rules of antient libertie,
When strait a barbarous noise environs me
Of Owles and Cuckoes, Asses, Apes and Doggs.
As when those Hinds that were transform’d to Froggs [ 5 ]
Raild at Latona’s twin-born progenie
Which after held the Sun and Moon in fee.
But this is got by casting Pearl to Hoggs;
That bawle for freedom in their senceless mood,
And still revolt when truth would set them free. [ 10 ]
Licence they mean when they cry libertie;
For who loves that, must first be wise and good;
But from that mark how far they roave we see
For all this wast of wealth, and loss of blood.