...by Milton, setting forth the mode of his own poetical composition, in despite of his blindness : " Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses...haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Si nil wilh the lore of sacred song ! but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowing brooks beneath, That wash...

...this most precious organ: " So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled ; yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses...haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill." In time he began to acquire greater facility of locomotion than he could have anticipated, and which...

...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the...Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two equall'd with me in fate, So were I equall'd with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides,...

...change in the eye to appearance, if any ; it is now known to he most commonly an obOr dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the...grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; hut chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery hrooks heneath, 30 That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warhling...

...piercing ray, and find no dawn. So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the...chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, 30 That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warblirtg flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other...

...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses...love of sacred song; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes...

...afterwards, alluding to his constant and regular study of the divine writers, he says so musically — But chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath,...hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit — knowing that this was not a gratis dictum for embellishment-sake merely, much less the language...

...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander, where the muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny bill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That...

...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs. Or dim suffusion veil'd Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring or shady grove * * * * * * nor sometimes forget Those other two equall'd with me in fate. So were I equall'd with...

...attractives in the volume of inspiration, than in the most celebrated authors of Greece and Rome. " Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses...sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery banks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit." Asp. Another recommendation...