The Poetical Works of John Milton: With the Life of the Author, المجلد 2Fielding Lucas, Jun., and Joseph Cushing, 1813 - 565 من الصفحات |
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... Morning of Christ's Nativity 169 The Passion 177 On Time 179 Upon the Circumcision 180 At a Solemn Music 181 An epitaph on the Marchioness of Winchester 182 Song on May Morning 184 On Shakespear ib . On the University Carrier 185 ...
... Morning of Christ's Nativity 169 The Passion 177 On Time 179 Upon the Circumcision 180 At a Solemn Music 181 An epitaph on the Marchioness of Winchester 182 Song on May Morning 184 On Shakespear ib . On the University Carrier 185 ...
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... Morning Star , then in his rise , And , looking round , on every side beheld A pathless desert , dusk with horrid shades ; The way he came not having mark'd , return Was difficult , by human steps untrod ; And he still on was led , but ...
... Morning Star , then in his rise , And , looking round , on every side beheld A pathless desert , dusk with horrid shades ; The way he came not having mark'd , return Was difficult , by human steps untrod ; And he still on was led , but ...
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... Morning advances.- Satan again appears to Jesus , and , after expressing wonder that he should be so entirely neglected in the wilderness , where others had been miraculously fed , tempts him with a sumptuous banquet of the most ...
... Morning advances.- Satan again appears to Jesus , and , after expressing wonder that he should be so entirely neglected in the wilderness , where others had been miraculously fed , tempts him with a sumptuous banquet of the most ...
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... Cherith stood , And saw the ravens with their horny beaks Food to Elijah bringing , ev'n and morn , Though ravenous , taught t'abstain from what they brought : i ! 270 275 280 He saw the prophet also , how Book II . 27 PARADISE REGAINED .
... Cherith stood , And saw the ravens with their horny beaks Food to Elijah bringing , ev'n and morn , Though ravenous , taught t'abstain from what they brought : i ! 270 275 280 He saw the prophet also , how Book II . 27 PARADISE REGAINED .
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... morn's approach , and greet her with his song : As lightly from his grassy couch up rose Our Saviour , and found all was but a dream ; Fasting he went to sleep , and fasting wak'd . Up to a hill anon his steps he rear'd , From whose ...
... morn's approach , and greet her with his song : As lightly from his grassy couch up rose Our Saviour , and found all was but a dream ; Fasting he went to sleep , and fasting wak'd . Up to a hill anon his steps he rear'd , From whose ...
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Angels Arethuse arms aught behold bright call'd canst Chor Comus Dagon dark death deeds delight deliverance didst divine dost doth dread dwell earth Egypt enemies eyes fair fame father fear feast flow'r foes foul Gath giv'n glorious glory Gods grace hand hath head hear heard heart Heav'n heav'nly holy honour Israel Jehovah Jesus Judea king kingdom lady light Locrine Lord loud Lycidas Manoah morn mortal Muse Nazarite never night numbers Nymphs o'er once PARADISE REGAINED Parthian peace Philistines pow'r praise prophets PSALM quire reign reply'd river Jordan round Sams Samson Satan Saviour seek shades shalt shame shepherd sight sing Son of God song soon soul spake Spirit stood strength sung sweet Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself truth vex'd virgin virtue voice wilt winds wings wood
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الصفحة 199 - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due: For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer: Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
الصفحة 195 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
الصفحة 75 - Tragedy, as it was anciently composed, hath been ever held the gravest, moralest, and most profitable of all other poems: therefore said by Aristotle to be of power, by raising pity and fear, or terror, to purge the mind of those and suchlike passions, that is, to temper and reduce them to just measure with a kind of delight, stirred up by reading or seeing those passions well imitated.
الصفحة 217 - The lily and rose, that neither sow'd nor spun. What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise To hear the lute well touch'd, or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air ? He who of those delights can judge, and spare To interpose them oft, is not unwise.
الصفحة 192 - Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green...
الصفحة 203 - Where the great Vision of the guarded Mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold; Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth : And, O ye Dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
الصفحة 202 - 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.
الصفحة 184 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
الصفحة 191 - 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
الصفحة 202 - 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.