The Poetical Works of John MiltonE. Fleischer, 1834 - 392 էջ |
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... seat ? For me , be witness all the host of heaven , If counsels different , or dangers shunn'd 630 635 By me , have lost our hopes . But he , who reigns Monarch in heav'n , till then as one secure Sat on his throne upheld by old repute ...
... seat ? For me , be witness all the host of heaven , If counsels different , or dangers shunn'd 630 635 By me , have lost our hopes . But he , who reigns Monarch in heav'n , till then as one secure Sat on his throne upheld by old repute ...
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... seat 720 Their kings , when Egypt with Assyria strove In wealth and luxury . Th ' ascending pile Stood fix'd her stately highth : and straight the doors 725 Opening their brazen folds , discover , wide Within , her ample spaces , o'er ...
... seat 720 Their kings , when Egypt with Assyria strove In wealth and luxury . Th ' ascending pile Stood fix'd her stately highth : and straight the doors 725 Opening their brazen folds , discover , wide Within , her ample spaces , o'er ...
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... seats , Frequent and full . After short silence then , And summons read , the great consult began . 790 795 BOOK II . ARGUMENT . THE is The consultation begun , Satan debates whether another battle be to be hazarded for the recovery of ...
... seats , Frequent and full . After short silence then , And summons read , the great consult began . 790 795 BOOK II . ARGUMENT . THE is The consultation begun , Satan debates whether another battle be to be hazarded for the recovery of ...
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John Milton. That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat : descent and fall To us is adverse . Who but felt of late , When the fierce foe hung on our broken rear Insulting , and pursued us through the deep , With what ...
John Milton. That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat : descent and fall To us is adverse . Who but felt of late , When the fierce foe hung on our broken rear Insulting , and pursued us through the deep , With what ...
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... heaven Err not ) , another world , the happy seat Of some new race , call'd Man , about this time To be created like to us , though less In pow'r and excellence , but favour'd more Of him 22 BOOK II . PARADISE LOST .
... heaven Err not ) , another world , the happy seat Of some new race , call'd Man , about this time To be created like to us , though less In pow'r and excellence , but favour'd more Of him 22 BOOK II . PARADISE LOST .
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Էջ 278 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Էջ 6 - Fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, 290 Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Էջ 314 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...
Էջ 278 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Էջ 280 - Haste thee Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks...
Էջ 285 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves...
Էջ 73 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Էջ 36 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit...
Էջ 62 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Էջ 281 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.