The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, المجلدات 3-4 |
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الصفحة 31
Hail , bounteous May , that doth 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 carly song , And welcome thee , and wish thee long .
Hail , bounteous May , that doth 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 carly song , And welcome thee , and wish thee long .
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Their martyr ' d blood and ashes sow O ' er all th ' Italian fields , where still doth
sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundred fold , who having
learn ' d thy way Early may fly the Babylonian woe . XIX . On his Blindness . When
I ...
Their martyr ' d blood and ashes sow O ' er all th ' Italian fields , where still doth
sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundred fold , who having
learn ' d thy way Early may fly the Babylonian woe . XIX . On his Blindness . When
I ...
الصفحة 69
6 The tents of Edom , and the brood Of scornful Ishmael , Moab , with them of
Hagar ' s blood , that in the desert dwell , 7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire , ·
And hateful Amalec , The Philistines , and they of Tyre , Whose bounds the sea
doth ...
6 The tents of Edom , and the brood Of scornful Ishmael , Moab , with them of
Hagar ' s blood , that in the desert dwell , 7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire , ·
And hateful Amalec , The Philistines , and they of Tyre , Whose bounds the sea
doth ...
الصفحة 79
7 Thy wrath , from which no shelter saves , Full sore doth press on me ; * Thou
break ' st upon me all thy waves , * And all thy waves break me . * The Heb .
bears both . 8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange , And mak ' st me odious ,
Me to ...
7 Thy wrath , from which no shelter saves , Full sore doth press on me ; * Thou
break ' st upon me all thy waves , * And all thy waves break me . * The Heb .
bears both . 8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange , And mak ' st me odious ,
Me to ...
الصفحة 81
Let us blaze his name abroad , For of gods he is the God ; For his , & c . ( let us
his praises tell , Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell . For his , & c . Who with his
miracles doth make Amazed Heav ' n and Earth to shake . For his , & c . Who by
his ...
Let us blaze his name abroad , For of gods he is the God ; For his , & c . ( let us
his praises tell , Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell . For his , & c . Who with his
miracles doth make Amazed Heav ' n and Earth to shake . For his , & c . Who by
his ...
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Amor angels arms bear bright bring brought cause CHOR comes dark death deep doth dwell earth enemies eyes fair faith father fear foes force give glory gods hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heav'n hold holy honor hope keep kings Lady land leave less light live look Lord lost mean mihi mind morning mortal Nature never night once peace praise rest rise round Samson seek sense shades Shepherd side sight sing song sons soon soul spirits stream strength sweet tell thee things thou thou art thou hast thought tibi Till true truth turn virtue voice winds wings wise wood
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الصفحة 192 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
الصفحة 186 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
الصفحة 190 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
الصفحة 146 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
الصفحة 197 - 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 Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
الصفحة 188 - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
الصفحة 37 - 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...
الصفحة 32 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.