Sonnet 21: Cyriack, whose grandsire on the royal bench

By John Milton 1608–1674 John Milton
Cyriack, whose grandsire on the royal bench
      Of British Themis, with no mean applause,
      Pronounced, and in his volumes taught, our laws,
      Which others at their bar so often wrench,
Today deep thoughts resolve with me to drench
      In mirth that after no repenting draws;
      Let Euclid rest, and Archimedes pause,
      And what the Swede intend, and what the French.
To measure life learn thou betimes, and know
      Toward solid good what leads the nearest way;
      For other things mild Heaven a time ordains,
And disapproves that care, though wise in show,
      That with superfluous burden loads the day,
      And, when God sends a cheerful hour, refrains.

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Poet John Milton 1608–1674


 John  Milton


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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