HENCE, vain deluding joyes, The brood of Folly without father bred,How little you bested, Or fill the fixed mind with all your toyes;Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess,As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the Sun Beams,Or likest hovering dreams The fickle Pensioners of Morpheus train.But, hail, thou Goddess, sage and holy,Hail divinest Melancholy,Whose Saintly visage is too brightTo hit the Sense of human sight;And therefore to our weaker view,Ore laid with black staid Wisdoms hue.Black, but such as in esteem,Prince Memnons sister might beseem,Or that starr'd Ethiope Queen that stroveTo set her beautys praise aboveThe Sea Nymphs, and their powers offended,Yet thou art higher far descended,Thee bright-hair'd Vesta long of yore,To solitary Saturn bore;His daughter she (in Saturns raign,Such mixture was not held a stain)Oft in glimmering Bowres, and gladesHe met her, and in secret shadesOf woody Ida's inmost grove,While yet there was no fear of Jove.Compensive Nun, devout and pure,Sober, stedfast, and demure,All in a robe of darkest grain,Flowing with majestick train,And sable stole of Cipres Lawn,Over thy decent shoulders drawn.Com, but keep thy wonted state,With eev'n step, and musing gait,And looks commercing with the skies,Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes:There held in holy passion still,Forget thy self to Marble, tillWith a sad Leaden downward cast,Thou fix them on the earth as fast.And joyn with thee calm Peace, and Quiet,Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet,And hears the Muses in a ringAy round about Joves altar sing.And adde to these retired leasure,That in trim Gardens takes his pleasure;But first, and chiefest, with thee bring,Him that yon soars on golden wing,Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne,The Cherub Contemplation,And the mute Silence hist along,'Less Philomel will deign a Song,In her sweetest, saddest plight,Smoothing the rugged brow of night,While Cynthia checks her Dragon yoke,Gently o're th'accustom'd Oke;Sweet Bird that shunn'st the noise of folly,Most musical, most Melancholy!Thee Chauntress oft the Woods among,I woo to hear thy Even-Song;And missing thee, I walk unseenOn the dry smooth-shaven Green,To behold the wandering Moon,Riding neer her highest noon,Like one that had bin led astrayThrough the Heav'ns wide pathless way;And oft, as if her head she bow'd,Stooping through a fleecy cloud.Oft on a Plat of rising ground,I hear the far-off Curfeu sound,Over some wide-water'd shoar,Swinging slow with sullen roar;Or if the Ayr will not permit,Som still removed place will fit,Where glowing Embers through the roomTeach light to counterfeit a gloom,Far from all resort of mirth,Save the Cricket on the hearth,Or the Belmans drowsie charm,To bless the dores from nightly harm.Or let my Lamp at midnight hour,Be seen in some high lonely Towr,Where I may oft out-watch the Bear,With thrice great Hermes, or unsphearThe spirit of Plato to unfoldWhat Worlds, or what vast Regions holdThe immortal mind that hath forsookHer mansion in this fleshly nook:And of those Daemons that are foundIn fire, air, flood, or under ground,Whose power hath a true consentWith Planet, or with Element.Some time let Gorgeous TragedyIn Sceptr'd Pall com sweeping by,Presenting Thebs, or Pelops line,Or the tale of Troy divine,Or what (though rare) of later age,Ennobled hath the Buskind stage.But, O sad Virgin, that thy powerMight raise Musaeus from his bower;Or bid the soul of Orpheus singSuch notes as warbled to the string,Drew Iron tears down Pluto's cheek,And made Hell grant what Love did seek;Or call up him that left half-toldThe story of Cambuscan bold,Of Camball, and of Algarsife,And who had Canace to wife,That own'd the vertuous Ring and Glass,And of the wondrous Hors of BrassOn which the Tartar King did ride;And if ought els, great Bards beside,In sage and solemn tunes have sung,Of Turneys and of Trophies hung;Of Forests, and inchantments drear,Where more is meant than meets the ear,Thus night oft see me in thy pale career,Till civil-suited Morn appeer,Not trickt and frounc't, as she was wontWith the Attick Boy to hunt,But Cherchef't in a comely Cloud,While rocking Winds are Piping loud,Or usher'd with a shower still,When the gust hath blown his fill,Ending on the rustling Leaves,With minute drops from off the Eaves.And when the Sun begins to flingHis flaring beams, me Goddess bringTo arched walks of twilight groves,And shadows brown that Sylvan lovesOf Pine, or monumental Oake,Where the rude Ax with heaved stroke,Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt,Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.There in close covert by some Brook,Where no prophaner eye may look,Hide me from Day's garish eie,While the Bee with Honied thie,That at her flowry work doth sing,And the Waters murmuringWith such consort as they keep,Entice the dewy-feather'd Sleep;And let some strange mysterious dream,Wave at his Wings in Airy stream,Of lively portrature display'd,Softly on my eye-lids laid.And as I wake, sweet musick breathAbove, about, or underneath,Sent by som spirit to mortals good,Or th'unseen Genius of the Wood.But let my due feet never fail,To walk the studious Cloysters pale.And love the high embowed Roof,With antick Pillars massy proof,And storied Windows richly dight,Casting a dimm religious light.There let the pealing Organ blow,To the full-voic'd Quire below,In Service high, and Anthems cleer,As may with sweetness, through mine ear,Dissolve me into exstasies,And bring all Heav'n before mine eyes.And may at last my weary ageFind out the peacefull hermitage,The Hairy Gown and Mossy Cell,Where I may sit and rightly spellOf every Star that Heav'n doth shew,And every Herb that sips the dew;Till old experience do attainTo something like Prophetic strain.These pleasures, Melancholy, give, And I with thee will choose to live.
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Capt. Milton L. Miller Sr., a lifelong commercial fisherman and 12th-generation member of an East Hampton family, died on Sunday in his sleep at the Hamptons Center for Rehabilitation and Nursing in Southampton. He was 97.
Captain Miller was one of five siblings. Russell G. Miller, Elizabeth Booth, Florence Reed, and Jessie Wikens all died before him. In an interview in 1993, Captain Miller recalled growing up in Amagansett, working alongside the Edwards brothers and other commercial fishermen from the time he could walk, sometimes spending the night sleeping on the beach under an overturned dory.
In 1933, he married Etta L. Midgett, his childhood sweetheart, with whom he had four children, Lois Kfoury of Fort Salonga, Lila Miller of Michigan, and Mickey Miller and Lori Miller-Carr of Springs.
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