On The Morning Of Christs Nativity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


This is the Month and this the happy mornB
Wherin the Son of Heav'ns eternal KingC
Of wedded Maid and Virgin Mother bornB
Our great redemption from above did bringC
For so the holy sages once did singC
That he our deadly forfeit should releaseD
And with his Father work us a perpetual peaceD
That glorious Form that Light unsufferableE
And that far beaming blaze of MajestyF
Wherwith he wont at Heav'ns high Councel TableE
To sit the midst of Trinal UnityF
He laid aside and here with us to beF
Forsook the Courts of everlasting DayG
And chose with us a darksom House of mortal ClayG
Say Heav'nly Muse shall not thy sacred veinH
Afford a present to the Infant GodI
Hast thou no vers no hymn or solemn streinH
To welcom him to this his new abodeJ
Now while the Heav'n by the Suns team untrodJ
Hath took no print of the approching lightJ
And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons brightJ
See how from far upon the Eastern rodeJ
The Star led Wisards haste with odours sweetJ
O run prevent them with thy humble odeJ
And lay it lowly at his blessed feetJ
Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greetJ
And joyn thy voice unto the Angel QuireK
From out his secret Altar toucht with hallow'd fireL

John Milton


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