Sonnet XXII: To Cyriack Skinner

By John Milton 1608–1674 John Milton
Cyriack, this three years' day these eyes, though clear
       To outward view of blemish or of spot,
       Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot;
       Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
Of sun or moon or star throughout the year,
       Or man or woman. Yet I argue not
       Against Heav'n's hand or will, not bate a jot
       Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer
Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask?
       The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied
       In liberty's defence, my noble task,
Of which all Europe talks from side to side.
       This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask
       Content, though blind, had I no better guide.

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Poet John Milton 1608–1674

POET’S REGION England

Subjects Friends & Enemies, Health & Illness, Relationships, Living

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 John  Milton

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John Milton’s career as a writer of prose and poetry spans three distinct eras: Stuart England; the Civil War (1642-1648) and Interregnum, including the Commonwealth (1649-1653) and Protectorate (1654-1660); and the Restoration. When Elizabeth I, the so-called Virgin Queen and the last of the Tudors, died, James VI, King of Scots, was enthroned as Britain’s king. Titled James I, he inaugurated the House of Stuart. His son and . . .

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SUBJECT Friends & Enemies, Health & Illness, Relationships, Living

POET’S REGION England

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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