The Poetical Works of John Milton: To which is Prefixed a Biography of the AuthorAppleton, 1868 - 574 էջ |
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... hill , near Shotover , in Oxfordshire , some few of her nearest relations accompanying the bride to her new habitation , which by reason the father nor anybody else were yet come , was able to receive them , where the feasting held for ...
... hill , near Shotover , in Oxfordshire , some few of her nearest relations accompanying the bride to her new habitation , which by reason the father nor anybody else were yet come , was able to receive them , where the feasting held for ...
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... chosen seed , In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of Chaos . Or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook , that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God ; I thence 12 Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song , That with.
... chosen seed , In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of Chaos . Or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook , that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God ; I thence 12 Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song , That with.
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... hill Torn from Pelorus , or the shatter'd side Of thundering Etna , whose combustible And fuell'd entrails thence conceiving fire , Sublimed with mineral fury , aid the winds , And leave a singéd bottom all involved With stench and ...
... hill Torn from Pelorus , or the shatter'd side Of thundering Etna , whose combustible And fuell'd entrails thence conceiving fire , Sublimed with mineral fury , aid the winds , And leave a singéd bottom all involved With stench and ...
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... hills , to be the mast Of some great ammiral , were but a wand , He walk'd with to support uneasy steps Over the burning marle , not like those steps On Heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides , vaulted with fire ...
... hills , to be the mast Of some great ammiral , were but a wand , He walk'd with to support uneasy steps Over the burning marle , not like those steps On Heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides , vaulted with fire ...
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... hill ; and made his grove The pleasant valley of Hinnom , Tophet thence And black Gehenna call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chemos , the obscene dread of Moab's sons , From Aroar to Nebo , and the wild Of southmost Abarim ; in Hesebon ...
... hill ; and made his grove The pleasant valley of Hinnom , Tophet thence And black Gehenna call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chemos , the obscene dread of Moab's sons , From Aroar to Nebo , and the wild Of southmost Abarim ; in Hesebon ...
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Adam agni amorous angels appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright call'd cherubim cloud COMUS Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fræna fruit glorious glory gods grace Hæc hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill honor ipse Israel John Milton join'd King lest light live Lord Lycidas MANOAH Messiah mihi Milton mortal night numina o'er Paradise Lost PARADISE REGAINED pass'd peace Philistines poems praise quæ reign return'd round SAMSON SAMSON AGONISTES Satan seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree Tu quoque turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence wings wonder
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Էջ 413 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Էջ 415 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long, drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning ; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Էջ 45 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round As one great furnace flamed, yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed...
Էջ 134 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Էջ 456 - But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Էջ 49 - Farewell, happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Էջ 203 - 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 106 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Էջ 455 - 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, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore? Alas ! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis...
Էջ 455 - What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night ; Oft till the star, that rose at evening bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.