The Poetical Works of John MiltonMacmillan, 1897 - 625 Seiten |
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... sweet— Built like a temple , where pilasters round Were set , and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze , with bossy sculptures graven : The roof was fretted gold . Not Babylon Nor great ...
... sweet— Built like a temple , where pilasters round Were set , and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze , with bossy sculptures graven : The roof was fretted gold . Not Babylon Nor great ...
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... cheerful face , the louring element Scowls o'er the darkened landskip snow or shower , If chance the radiant sun , with farewell sweet , 490 Extend his evening beam , the fields revive , The BOOK II . ] 71 PARADISE LOST .
... cheerful face , the louring element Scowls o'er the darkened landskip snow or shower , If chance the radiant sun , with farewell sweet , 490 Extend his evening beam , the fields revive , The BOOK II . ] 71 PARADISE LOST .
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... sweet ( For Eloquence the Soul , Song charms the Sense ) Others apart sat on a hill retired , In thoughts more elevate , and reasoned high Of Providence , Foreknowledge , Will , and Fate- Fixed fate , free will , foreknowledge absolute ...
... sweet ( For Eloquence the Soul , Song charms the Sense ) Others apart sat on a hill retired , In thoughts more elevate , and reasoned high Of Providence , Foreknowledge , Will , and Fate- Fixed fate , free will , foreknowledge absolute ...
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... sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe , All in one moment , and so near the brink ; But Fate withstands , and , to oppose the attempt , Medusa with Gorgonian terror guards 610 The ford , and of itself the water flies All taste of living ...
... sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe , All in one moment , and so near the brink ; But Fate withstands , and , to oppose the attempt , Medusa with Gorgonian terror guards 610 The ford , and of itself the water flies All taste of living ...
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... sweet , now sad to mention , through dire change Befallen us unforeseen , unthought - of - know , I come no enemy , but to set free From out this dark and dismal house of pain Both him and thee , and all the Heavenly host Of Spirits ...
... sweet , now sad to mention , through dire change Befallen us unforeseen , unthought - of - know , I come no enemy , but to set free From out this dark and dismal house of pain Both him and thee , and all the Heavenly host Of Spirits ...
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Adam Angels arms aught beast behold bliss BOOK bright called Cambridge Chaos Chor Christ's College cloud Comus dark death deep delight Diodati divine dread dwell Earth edition Elegy Empyrean English eternal evil eyes fair Father fear friends fruit glory grace hand happy Harefield hath heard heart Heaven Heavenly Hell Henry Lawes highth hill honour Italian John Milton King labour Lady Latin Lawes light live Long Parliament Lord Ludlow Castle Lycidas masque Milton mind night o'er pain Paradise Lost Paradise Regained perhaps Petty France poem poet praise reign replied round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan seems Serpent shalt sight song Sonnet soon spake Spirit stars stood Stowmarket sweet taste thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree verse virtue Westminster Assembly whence wings wonder words
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Seite 535 - When by the rout that made the hideous roar His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore? Alas! what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise 7« (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious...
Seite 115 - 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
Seite 535 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise 70 (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 the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.
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 430 - Scorn not the Sonnet: Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours! With this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow; a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and, when a damp Fell round the...
Seite 548 - 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...
Seite 537 - Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." 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.
Seite 537 - 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 170 Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Seite 492 - 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 537 - Lycid lies. For so, to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise, Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are...