Page:Poems of Mr. John Milton, Both English and Latin, Compos'd at several times.djvu/30

 O let us his praises tell, That doth the wrathfull tyrants quell. For, &c.

That with his miracles doth make Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake. For, &c.

That by his wisdom did create The painted Heav'ns so full of state. For, &c.

That did the solid Earth ordain To rise above the watry plain. For his, &c.

That by his all-commanding might, Did fill the new-made world with light. For his, &c.

And caus'd the Golden-tressed Sun, All the day long his cours to run. For his, &c.

The horned Moon to shine by night, Amongst her spangled sisters bright. For his, &c.

He with his thunder-clasping hand, mote the first-born of Egypt Land. For his, &c. And