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by John Milton (1608 - 1674)

It was the Winter wild
Language: English 
It was the Winter wild,
While the Heaven born child,
    All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies;
Nature in awe to him
Had doffed her gaudy trim,
    With her great Master so to sympathize:
And waving wide her myrtle wand,
She strikes a universal Peace through Sea and Land.
No war or battle's sound
Was heard the world around,
    The idle spear and shield were high up hung;
The hookèd Chariot stood
Unstained with hostile blood,
    The Trumpet spake not to the armèd throng,
And Kings sate still with aweful eye,
As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.

But peaceful was the night
Wherein the Prince of light
    His reign of peace upon the earth began:
The winds, with wonder whist,
Smoothly the waters kissed,
    Whispering new joys to the mild Ocean,
Who now hath quite forgot to rave,
While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmèd wave.

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Researcher for this text: Ahmed E. Ismail

This text was added to the website: 2006-07-26
Line count: 24
Word count: 153