My family and I are traveling home to Georgia tomorrow afternoon. We'll be there two weeks. While away I plan to plunge headlong into the poetry of John Milton. Tonight I peaked in a bit and found this stunning stanza from his unfinished work The Passion:
Mine eye hath found that sad Sepulchral rock
That was the Casket of Heav'ns richest store,
And here though grief my feeble hands up-lock,
Yet on the soft'n'd Quarry would I score
My plaining vers as lively as before;
For sure so well instructed are my tears,
That they would fitly fall order'd Characters.
4 comments:
You'll have to blog some of that Milton--you might have readers who teach Milton on occasion! :)
Nathan! You must be really bored to be hanging around here! :-) I may put a few quotes up occasionally. I'm a bit timid about commenting on them in any serious way. Poetry is something I haven't studied beyond introduction.
I pray your work at UGA is going well. Good to hear from you.
Actually, the teaching end of my work at UGA is over. I took a professorship at Emmanuel College starting this fall, so I'll be finishing up my dissertation this year as I start on the next chapter of my teaching career.
Oh, and I don't have to be bored to come here--I check out all of your posts on my Google reader as often as they pop up. Good stuff.
Congratulations on your new post! I pray your dissertation work is fruitful and fulfilling. And thanks for your encouraging words. You are kind.
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