The Poetical Works of John Milton: With a Memoir, and Critical Remarks on His Genius and Writings, Հատոր 2S. Andrus & Son, 1848 |
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... voice from heaven , to be the Son of God . Satan , who is present , flies up into the regions of the air ; where , summoning his infernal council , he acquaints them with his appre- hensions that Jesus is that seed of the woman destined ...
... voice from heaven , to be the Son of God . Satan , who is present , flies up into the regions of the air ; where , summoning his infernal council , he acquaints them with his appre- hensions that Jesus is that seed of the woman destined ...
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... voice More awful than the sound of trumpet , cried Repentance , and heaven's kingdom nigh at hand To all baptized : to his great baptism flock'd With awe the regions round , and with them came , From Nazareth , the son of Joseph deem'd ...
... voice More awful than the sound of trumpet , cried Repentance , and heaven's kingdom nigh at hand To all baptized : to his great baptism flock'd With awe the regions round , and with them came , From Nazareth , the son of Joseph deem'd ...
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... voice From heaven pronounced him his beloved Son . That heard the adversary , who , roving still About the world , at that assembly famed Would not be last , and , with the voice divine Nigh thunder - struck , the exalted man , to whom ...
... voice From heaven pronounced him his beloved Son . That heard the adversary , who , roving still About the world , at that assembly famed Would not be last , and , with the voice divine Nigh thunder - struck , the exalted man , to whom ...
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... voice , and this the argument : 66 Victory and triumph to the Son of God , Now entering his great duel , not of arms , But to vanquish , by wisdom , hellish wiles ! The Father knows the Son ; therefore secure Ventures his filial virtue ...
... voice , and this the argument : 66 Victory and triumph to the Son of God , Now entering his great duel , not of arms , But to vanquish , by wisdom , hellish wiles ! The Father knows the Son ; therefore secure Ventures his filial virtue ...
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... voice proclaim'd Me him ( for it was shown him so from heaven , ) Me him , whose harbinger he was ; and first Refused on me his baptism to confer , As much his greater , and was hardly won : But , as I rose out of the laving stream ...
... voice proclaim'd Me him ( for it was shown him so from heaven , ) Me him , whose harbinger he was ; and first Refused on me his baptism to confer , As much his greater , and was hardly won : But , as I rose out of the laving stream ...
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Էջ 211 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy...
Էջ 216 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys ! 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
Էջ 150 - All is best, though we oft doubt What the unsearchable dispose Of Highest Wisdom brings about, And ever best found in the close. Oft he seems to hide his face, But unexpectedly returns, And to his faithful champion hath in place Bore witness gloriously...
Էջ 220 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, no Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar king did ride...
Էջ 240 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlighten'd world no more should need; He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axletree, could bear.
Էջ 155 - BEFORE the starry threshold of Jove's court /My mansion is, where those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth...
Էջ 206 - Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next, Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe.
Էջ 208 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and, singing, in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Էջ 171 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Էջ 227 - To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.