The Poetical Works of John MiltonMacmillan and Company, limited, 1917 - 554 Seiten |
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... happy Earth received its first human pair - the appointed lords of the entire new Creation . And so , resting from his labours , and beholding all that he had made , that it was good , the Messiah returned to his Father , re- ascending ...
... happy Earth received its first human pair - the appointed lords of the entire new Creation . And so , resting from his labours , and beholding all that he had made , that it was good , the Messiah returned to his Father , re- ascending ...
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... happy state , Favoured of Heaven so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and transgress his will For one restraint , lords of the World besides . Who first seduced them to that foul revolt ? The infernal Serpent ; he it was whose ...
... happy state , Favoured of Heaven so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and transgress his will For one restraint , lords of the World besides . Who first seduced them to that foul revolt ? The infernal Serpent ; he it was whose ...
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... happy realms of light , Clothed with transcendent brightness , didst outshine Myriads , though bright - if he whom mutual league , United thoughts and counsels , equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise , 70 80 Joined with me ...
... happy realms of light , Clothed with transcendent brightness , didst outshine Myriads , though bright - if he whom mutual league , United thoughts and counsels , equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise , 70 80 Joined with me ...
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... happy state Here swallowed up in endless misery . But what if He our Conqueror ( whom I now Of force believe almighty , since no less Than such could have o'erpowered such force as ours ) Have left us this our spirit and strength entire ...
... happy state Here swallowed up in endless misery . But what if He our Conqueror ( whom I now Of force believe almighty , since no less Than such could have o'erpowered such force as ours ) Have left us this our spirit and strength entire ...
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... his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells ! Hail , horrors ! hail , Infernal World ! and thou , profoundest Hell , 220 230 240 250 Receive thy new possessor - one who brings A mind 48 [ BOOK L PARADISE LOST .
... his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells ! Hail , horrors ! hail , Infernal World ! and thou , profoundest Hell , 220 230 240 250 Receive thy new possessor - one who brings A mind 48 [ BOOK L PARADISE LOST .
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Adam Aldersgate Street Angels appeared Archangel arms aught Beelzebub behold bliss called Chaos Cherubim Christ's College cloud Comus copies dark death deep delight divine dread dwell Earth edition Empyrean English epic eternal evil eyes fair Father fear fire fruit glory gods grace hand happy Harefield hath Heaven Heavenly Hell highth hill honour John Milton King labour Latin light live Lord Ludlow Castle Lycidas masque mind night o'er pain Paradise Lost Paradise Regained perhaps Petty France poem poet Primum Mobile printed Psalm reign round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan seems Serpent shalt sight Simmons song Sonnet soon spake Sphere Spirits starry stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thought throne thyself title-page Tonson tree Universe verse whence wings wonder words World
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Seite 455 - 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; 30 Sport that wrinkled care derides, And laughter holding both his sides.
Seite 43 - Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and, for the book of knowledge fair, Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Seite 458 - But, hail ! thou Goddess sage and holy ! Hail, divinest Melancholy ! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue ; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's sister might beseem, Or that starred Ethiop queen that strove To set her beauty's praise above 20 The Sea-Nymphs, and their powers offended.
Seite 459 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm. Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear, With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold...
Seite 495 - Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth. Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more; For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Seite 439 - 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 9 - Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out His seraphim with the hallowed fire of His altar to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases...
Seite 455 - And to the stack, or the barn-door Stoutly struts his dames before : Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill...
Seite 495 - 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. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes That on the green turf suck the honeyed showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Seite 386 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 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.