The Poetical Works of John MiltonMacmillan and Company, 1880 - 625 Seiten |
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... fears : Then straight commands that , at the warlike sound Of trumpets loud and clarions , be upreared His mighty standard . That proud honour claimed 490 500 510 520 530 Azazel as his right , a Cherub tall : Who 54 [ BOOK L PARADISE LOST .
... fears : Then straight commands that , at the warlike sound Of trumpets loud and clarions , be upreared His mighty standard . That proud honour claimed 490 500 510 520 530 Azazel as his right , a Cherub tall : Who 54 [ BOOK L PARADISE LOST .
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... honoured and applauded . The council thus ended , the rest betake them several ways and to several employments , as their inclinations lead them , to entertain the time till Satan return . He passes on his journey to Hell - gates ...
... honoured and applauded . The council thus ended , the rest betake them several ways and to several employments , as their inclinations lead them , to entertain the time till Satan return . He passes on his journey to Hell - gates ...
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... honour , due alike To him who reigns , and so much to him due Of hazard more as he above the rest High honoured sits ? Go , therefore , mighty Powers , Terror of Heaven , though fallen ; intend at home , While here shall be our home ...
... honour , due alike To him who reigns , and so much to him due Of hazard more as he above the rest High honoured sits ? Go , therefore , mighty Powers , Terror of Heaven , though fallen ; intend at home , While here shall be our home ...
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... all ye Gods , Adore him who , to compass all this , dies ; Adore the Son , and honour him as me . " No sooner had the Almighty ceased but - all 320 330 340 The multitude of Angels , with a shout Loud as BOOK III . ] 91 PARADISE LOST .
... all ye Gods , Adore him who , to compass all this , dies ; Adore the Son , and honour him as me . " No sooner had the Almighty ceased but - all 320 330 340 The multitude of Angels , with a shout Loud as BOOK III . ] 91 PARADISE LOST .
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... honour to obtain , and as his eye To visit oft this new Creation round-- Unspeakable desire to see and know All these his wondrous works , but chiefly Man , His chief delight and favour , him for whom All these his works so wondrous he ...
... honour to obtain , and as his eye To visit oft this new Creation round-- Unspeakable desire to see and know All these his wondrous works , but chiefly Man , His chief delight and favour , him for whom All these his works so wondrous he ...
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Adam Aldersgate Street Angels Archangel arms aught beast behold bliss called celestial Chaos Cherubim Christ's College cloud Comus creatures dark death deep delight divine dread dwell Earth edition Empyrean eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fire flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy Harefield hath heard heart Heaven Heavenly Hell highth hill honour John Milton King labour less lest light live Lord Ludlow Castle Lycidas mankind masque Messiah Milton mind night o'er pain Paradise Lost Paradise Regained poem praise reign replied round Samson Samson Agonistes sapience Satan seat seemed Serpent shalt sight song Sonnet soon spake Spirit stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither Thomas Ellwood thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree virtue voice whence wings wonder words World
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Seite 541 - Through the dear might of him that walked 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 540 - Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest. Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheep-hook, or have learnt aught else the least That to the faithful Herdman's art belongs!
Seite 538 - 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. Begin, then, Sisters of the sacred well That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring ; Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string.
Seite 45 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Seite 496 - SONG ON MAY MORNING. 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 thee long.
Seite 539 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with...
Seite 114 - They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale. She all night long her amorous descant sung: Silence was pleased. Now glowed the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the Moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen, unveiled her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw...
Seite 44 - 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.
Seite 102 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished 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, Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, Warring in Heaven against Heaven's matchless King!
Seite 539 - And all their echoes, mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the Canker to the Rose, Or Taint-worm to the weanling Herds that graze, Or Frost to Flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the White-thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to Shepherd's ear.