The Poetical Works of John Milton, Band 1At the University Press, 1903 - 607 Seiten |
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... ON SHAKESPEARE 23 ON THE UNIVERSITY CARRIER 23 ANOTHER ON THE SAME 24 ΑΝ ΕΡΙΤΑΡΗ ON THE Marchioness OF WINCHESTER 25 L'ALLEGRO 27 IL PENSEROSO 31 ARCADES 35 COMUS 39 LYCIDAS 69 SONNETS PAGE I. To the Nightingale 74 II . On.
... ON SHAKESPEARE 23 ON THE UNIVERSITY CARRIER 23 ANOTHER ON THE SAME 24 ΑΝ ΕΡΙΤΑΡΗ ON THE Marchioness OF WINCHESTER 25 L'ALLEGRO 27 IL PENSEROSO 31 ARCADES 35 COMUS 39 LYCIDAS 69 SONNETS PAGE I. To the Nightingale 74 II . On.
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... Comus appeared in 1637 , edited by Henry Lawes , the musician , who wrote the music for it , and is said to have acted the part of The Attendant Spirit who assumed the form of Thyrsis . The title is as follows : A MASKE | PRESENTED | At ...
... Comus appeared in 1637 , edited by Henry Lawes , the musician , who wrote the music for it , and is said to have acted the part of The Attendant Spirit who assumed the form of Thyrsis . The title is as follows : A MASKE | PRESENTED | At ...
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... Comus was edited by H. J. Todd with Notes of various Commentators , and " a copy of the Mask from a manuscript belonging to His Grace the Duke of Bridgewater . " This Ms. is now in the Library of Bridgewater House , and by the kindness ...
... Comus was edited by H. J. Todd with Notes of various Commentators , and " a copy of the Mask from a manuscript belonging to His Grace the Duke of Bridgewater . " This Ms. is now in the Library of Bridgewater House , and by the kindness ...
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... Comus is supposed to be one of the many copies of the masque made by or for Henry Lawes , and the Ms. in Trinity Library is mainly in Milton's own hand . In three instances I have departed from the printed text and have preferred to ...
... Comus is supposed to be one of the many copies of the masque made by or for Henry Lawes , and the Ms. in Trinity Library is mainly in Milton's own hand . In three instances I have departed from the printed text and have preferred to ...
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... Comus now in the Library of Bridgewater House : to the Librarians of the University and College Libraries in Cambridge , of the Advocates ' Library , Edinburgh , of the University Library , Glasgow , of Trinity College , Dublin , of ...
... Comus now in the Library of Bridgewater House : to the Librarians of the University and College Libraries in Cambridge , of the Advocates ' Library , Edinburgh , of the University Library , Glasgow , of Trinity College , Dublin , of ...
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Adam aëre Angels aught behold Bentley conj bliss bright call'd Cherubim cloud Comus Dæmon Dagon dark death deep delight didst divine doth draft dread dwell Earth eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fruit gastly gate glory gods grace hand happy hath head Heaven heavenly Hell highth hill honour Hyphened by Fenton Israel Jacob Tonson JOHN MILTON Keightley conj King light Lord Lycidas malè Masson mihi Milton Mull Newton nigh night numina o'er originally Paradise Lost Paradise Regained pass'd peace Pearce conj Poems praise quæ reign return'd round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan seem'd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Son of God song soon spake Spirit stood sweet thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi Tickell Todd tree Trin turn'd vex'd voice wings wonder
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Seite 74 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, " Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ?
Seite 189 - 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: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb,...
Seite 60 - Lycidas, thy loss to shepherds' ear. Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless deep Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream : Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there — for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore.
Seite 61 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears : ' Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies...
Seite 154 - 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 hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit...
Seite 5 - This is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring; For so the holy sages once did sing That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with his Father work us a perpetual peace.
Seite 120 - Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Seite 22 - 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. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Seite 63 - 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.
Seite 25 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. 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...