LONDON, 1802

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Composed September, 1802.--Published 1807


Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour:


England hath need of thee: she is a fen


Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,


Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,


Have forfeited their ancient English dower


Of inward happiness. We are selfish men;


Oh! raise us up, return to us again;


And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.


Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart:


Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:


Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,


So didst thou travel on life's common way,


In cheerful godliness; and yet [A] thy heart


The lowliest duties on herself [1] did lay.


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VARIANT ON THE TEXT


[Variant 1:1820. ... itself ... 1807.]


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FOOTNOTE ON THE TEXT


[Footnote A: In old English "yet" means "continuously" or "always"; and it is still used in Cumberland with this signification.--Ed.]


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