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A Milton!thou shouldest be living at this hour:
B England hath need of thee:she is a fen
B Of stagnant waters:altar,sword,and pen,
A Fireside,the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
A Have forfeited their ancient English dower
B Of inward happiness.We are selfish men;
B Oh!raise us up,return to us again;
A And give us manners,virtue,freedom,power.
C Thy soul was like a Star,and dwelt apart:
D Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:
D Pure as the naked heavens,majestic,free,
E So didst thou travel on life's common way,
C In cheerful godliness;and yet thy heart
E The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
"London,1802" is a Italian (or Petrarchan) Sonnet (i.e. the rhyme is iambic pentameter,with a rhyme scheme of ABBA ABBA CDD ECE.