Milton

 

Compelled by a dragon-fate,

You failed to see the face of ecstasy.

The want of sight and wives

Had planted in you a venom-tree.

But ‘Paradise Lost’ of yours

Will never be lost with history’s fleeting flow.

Our world treasures your boon,

And yours was the life that suffered a giant blow.

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 Excerpt from Philosopher-Thinkers: The Power-Towers Of The Mind And Poet-Seers: The Fragrance-Hours Of The Heart In The West

by Sri Chinmoy.