The vales redoubled to the hills, and they
To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow 10
O’er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway
The triple tyrant; that from these may grow
A hundred fold, who, having learned thy way,
Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
John Milton.
CV
HYMN TO LIGHT.
First-born of Chaos, who so fair didst come
From the old Negro’s darksome womb!