English poem

On the Inventor of Gunpowder.

Praise in old time the sage Prometheus won, Who stole ethereal radiance from the sun; But greater he, whose bold invention strove To emulate the fiery bolts of Jove.

More by John Milton

On Shakespeare.
On The Death Of A Fair Infant Dying Of A Cough
On the Engraver of his Portrait.1
On the Gunpowder Plot.
On the Late Massacre in Piedmont
On the Lord General Fairfax, at the Siege of Colchester
On the new forcers of Conscience under the Long Parliament.
On the Oxford Carrier

All 201 poems by John Milton