«And the valleys are cold,
And a midnight profound
Blackly squats o'er the wold;
But a light on the hilltops half-seen hints of
feastings unhallowed and...
«In the Midnight heaven's burning
Through the ethereal deeps afar
Once I watch'd with restless yearning
An alluring aureate star;
Ev'ry eve aloft returning
Gleaming nigh the Arctic...
«They cut it down, and where the pitch-black aisles
Of forest night had hid eternal things,
They scaled the sky with towers and marble piles
To make a city for their...
In purely poetic value, "Paradise Regained" is little inferior to its predecessor. There may be nothing in the poem that can quite touch the first two books of "Paradise Lost" for magnificence; but there are several things that may fairly be set...