The Poetical Works of John Milton, Հատոր 2S. Andrus, 1852 |
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... Israel from the Roman yoke ; Then to subdue and quell , o'er all the earth , Brute violence and proud tyrannic power , Till truth were freed , and equity restored : Yet held it more humane , more heavenly , first , By winning words , to ...
... Israel from the Roman yoke ; Then to subdue and quell , o'er all the earth , Brute violence and proud tyrannic power , Till truth were freed , and equity restored : Yet held it more humane , more heavenly , first , By winning words , to ...
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... Israel born . Just Simeon and prophetic Anna , warn'd By vision , found thee in the temple , and spake , Before the altar and the vested priest , Like things of thee to all that present stood . ' " This having heard , straight I again ...
... Israel born . Just Simeon and prophetic Anna , warn'd By vision , found thee in the temple , and spake , Before the altar and the vested priest , Like things of thee to all that present stood . ' " This having heard , straight I again ...
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... Israel be restored ; ' Thus we rejoiced , but soon our joy is turn'd Into perplexity and new amaze : Or whither is he gone ? what accident Hath rapt him from us ? will he now retire , After appearance , and again prolong Our expectation ...
... Israel be restored ; ' Thus we rejoiced , but soon our joy is turn'd Into perplexity and new amaze : Or whither is he gone ? what accident Hath rapt him from us ? will he now retire , After appearance , and again prolong Our expectation ...
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... Israel , and to a sign Spoken against , that through my very soul A sword shall pierce ; this is my favour'd lot , My exaltation to affliction high ! Afflicted I may be , it seems , and blest ; I will not argue that , nor will repine ...
... Israel , and to a sign Spoken against , that through my very soul A sword shall pierce ; this is my favour'd lot , My exaltation to affliction high ! Afflicted I may be , it seems , and blest ; I will not argue that , nor will repine ...
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... Israel here had famish'd , had not God Rain'd from heaven manna ; and that prophet bold , Native of Thebez , wandering here , was fed Twice by a voice inviting him to eat : Of thee these forty days none hath regard , Forty and more ...
... Israel here had famish'd , had not God Rain'd from heaven manna ; and that prophet bold , Native of Thebez , wandering here , was fed Twice by a voice inviting him to eat : Of thee these forty days none hath regard , Forty and more ...
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Էջ 207 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold ! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers...
Էջ 206 - Built in the eclipse, and rigged 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. "Ah! who hath reft," quoth he, "my dearest pledge?
Էջ 220 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear, With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato to unfold What worlds, or what vast regions hold The immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Էջ 216 - But hail! thou Goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's...
Էջ 168 - And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Էջ 238 - She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow, And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Էջ 213 - While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before. Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, .Through the high wood echoing shrill.
Էջ 222 - Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars...
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 159 - Their merry wakes and pastimes keep : What hath night to do with sleep? Night hath better sweets to prove; Venus now wakes, and wakens Love. Come, let us our rites begin; Tis only daylight that makes sin, Which these dun shades will ne'er report. Hail, goddess of nocturnal sport, Dark-veil'd Cotytto, to whom the secret flame Of midnight torches burns!