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الصفحة xxviii
I call'd and drew them thither , My Hell - hounds , to lick up the draff and filth
Which Man's polluting Sin with taint hath shed On what was pure , till crammed
and gorged , nigh burst With suck'd and glutted offal , at one sling Of thy
victorious arm ...
I call'd and drew them thither , My Hell - hounds , to lick up the draff and filth
Which Man's polluting Sin with taint hath shed On what was pure , till crammed
and gorged , nigh burst With suck'd and glutted offal , at one sling Of thy
victorious arm ...
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... when winds blow keen , To warm him wet return'd from field at eve , He saw
approach , who first with curious eye Perus'd him , then with words thus utter'd
spake : Sir , what ill chance hath brought thee to this place So far from path or
road of ...
... when winds blow keen , To warm him wet return'd from field at eve , He saw
approach , who first with curious eye Perus'd him , then with words thus utter'd
spake : Sir , what ill chance hath brought thee to this place So far from path or
road of ...
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... hideous place not so confin'd By rigour unconniving , but that oft , Leaving my
dolorous prison , I enjoy Large liberty to round this globe of earth , Or range in the
air ; nor from the Heaven of Heavens Hath he excluded my resort sometimes .
... hideous place not so confin'd By rigour unconniving , but that oft , Leaving my
dolorous prison , I enjoy Large liberty to round this globe of earth , Or range in the
air ; nor from the Heaven of Heavens Hath he excluded my resort sometimes .
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Hath he excluded my resort sometimes . I came among the sons of God , when
he Gave up into my hands Uzzean Job To prove him and illustrate his high worth
; And , when to all his Angels he propos'd To draw the proud king Ahab into fraud
...
Hath he excluded my resort sometimes . I came among the sons of God , when
he Gave up into my hands Uzzean Job To prove him and illustrate his high worth
; And , when to all his Angels he propos'd To draw the proud king Ahab into fraud
...
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Yet thou pretend'st to truth : all oracles By thee are given , and what confess'd
more true Among the nations ? that hath been thy craft , By mixing somewhat true
to vent more lies . But what have been thy answers , what but dark , Ambiguous ...
Yet thou pretend'st to truth : all oracles By thee are given , and what confess'd
more true Among the nations ? that hath been thy craft , By mixing somewhat true
to vent more lies . But what have been thy answers , what but dark , Ambiguous ...
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Amor Angels appear arms Atque begin bring brought comes dark death deep divine doth earth enemies eyes fair fall Father fear foes friends genius give glory gods grace hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy honour hope ipse keep king Lady land leave less light live look Lord lost means mihi Milton mind mortal nature never night once peace person poem praise quæ quid rest rise round Samson Satan seek seems shades shalt side sight sing song soon soul Spirit stand strength sweet tell thee things thou thou art thought throne tibi till true truth virtue voice whole winds wonder wood youth
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الصفحة 177 - And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
الصفحة 166 - But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
الصفحة 171 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
الصفحة 164 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain, and coy excuse, So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destin'd Urn, And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud.
الصفحة 217 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our Wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
الصفحة 172 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
الصفحة 176 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
الصفحة 167 - 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 honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
الصفحة 131 - Was rife, and perfect in my listening ear, Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
الصفحة 175 - Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, 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 out-watch the Bear...
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| العنوان | Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes, المجلد 2 Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes, George Gilfillan |
| المؤلفون | John Milton, George Gilfillan |
| الناشر | James Nichol, 1853 |
| أصلي من | جامعة كاليفورنيا |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 14 تموز (يوليو) 2007 |
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