The Poetical Works of John Milton ...Jones & Company, 1824 - 131 էջ |
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... Muse ! that on the secret top Nine times the space that measures day and night Of Oreb , or of Sinai , didst inspire To mortal nien , he with his horrid crew 51 That shepherd , who first taught the chosen seed , Lay vanquish'd rolling ...
... Muse ! that on the secret top Nine times the space that measures day and night Of Oreb , or of Sinai , didst inspire To mortal nien , he with his horrid crew 51 That shepherd , who first taught the chosen seed , Lay vanquish'd rolling ...
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... Muse to venture down Stood thick as stars , and from his sight receiv'd The dark descent , and up to reascend , 20 ... Muses haunt In blissful solitude . He then survey'd Clear spring , or shady grove , or sunny hill , Hell , and the ...
... Muse to venture down Stood thick as stars , and from his sight receiv'd The dark descent , and up to reascend , 20 ... Muses haunt In blissful solitude . He then survey'd Clear spring , or shady grove , or sunny hill , Hell , and the ...
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... Muse defend Her son . So fail not thou , who thee implores ; For thou art heavenly , she an empty dream . 25 30 35 60 With blessedness . Whence Adam soon repeal'd The doubts that in his heart arose : and now Led on , yet sinless , with ...
... Muse defend Her son . So fail not thou , who thee implores ; For thou art heavenly , she an empty dream . 25 30 35 60 With blessedness . Whence Adam soon repeal'd The doubts that in his heart arose : and now Led on , yet sinless , with ...
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... Muse , how thou dost stray ! Expectance calls thee now another way ; Thou know'st it must be now thy only bent To keep in compass ' of thy predicament : Then quick about thy purpos'd business come , That to the next I may resign my room ...
... Muse , how thou dost stray ! Expectance calls thee now another way ; Thou know'st it must be now thy only bent To keep in compass ' of thy predicament : Then quick about thy purpos'd business come , That to the next I may resign my room ...
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... Muse with Angels did divide to sing ; But headlong joy is ever on the wing , 5 In wintry solstice like the shorten'd light [ night . Soon swallow'd up in dark , and long out - living II . For now to sorrow must I tune my song , 10 And ...
... Muse with Angels did divide to sing ; But headlong joy is ever on the wing , 5 In wintry solstice like the shorten'd light [ night . Soon swallow'd up in dark , and long out - living II . For now to sorrow must I tune my song , 10 And ...
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Էջ 110 - I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar: Or, if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom; Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the belman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm...
Էջ 102 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away. And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — it was — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Էջ 102 - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age...
Էջ 118 - Bid Amaranthus all his beauty shed, And Daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the Laureate Hearse where Lycid lies. For so, to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.
Էջ 8 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Էջ 8 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Էջ 44 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best...
Էջ 94 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Էջ 9 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Էջ 117 - Had ye been there, for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament...