The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, المجلدات 3-4 |
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... while the Father ' s voice From Heav ' n pronounc ' d him his beloved Son , That
heard the Adversary , who roving still About the world , at that assembly fam ' d
Would not be last , and with the voice divine Nigh thunder - struck , th ' exalted ...
... while the Father ' s voice From Heav ' n pronounc ' d him his beloved Son , That
heard the Adversary , who roving still About the world , at that assembly fam ' d
Would not be last , and with the voice divine Nigh thunder - struck , th ' exalted ...
الصفحة 16
I as all others to his baptism came , Which I believ ' d was from above ; but he
Strait knew me , and with loudest voice proclaim ' d Me him ( for it was shown him
so from heaven ) , Me him whose harbinger he was , and first Refus ' d on me his
...
I as all others to his baptism came , Which I believ ' d was from above ; but he
Strait knew me , and with loudest voice proclaim ' d Me him ( for it was shown him
so from heaven ) , Me him whose harbinger he was , and first Refus ' d on me his
...
الصفحة 35
... all the race 310 Of Israel here had famish ' d , had not God Rain ' d from Heav '
n manna ; and that prophet bold Native of Thebez , wand ' ring here was fed
Twice by a voice inviting him to eat : Of thee these forty days none hath regard , .
... all the race 310 Of Israel here had famish ' d , had not God Rain ' d from Heav '
n manna ; and that prophet bold Native of Thebez , wand ' ring here was fed
Twice by a voice inviting him to eat : Of thee these forty days none hath regard , .
الصفحة 21
The oracles are dumb , No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in
words deceiving . Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine , With hollow shriek
the steep of Delphos leaving . No nightly trance , or breathed spell , Inspires the ...
The oracles are dumb , No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in
words deceiving . Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine , With hollow shriek
the steep of Delphos leaving . No nightly trance , or breathed spell , Inspires the ...
الصفحة 56
JEHOVAH to my words give ear , My meditation weigh , The voice of my
complaining hear My King and God ; for unto thee I pray . Jehovah thou my early
voice Shalt in the morning hear , l ' th ' morning I to thee with choice Will rank my
pray ' rs ...
JEHOVAH to my words give ear , My meditation weigh , The voice of my
complaining hear My King and God ; for unto thee I pray . Jehovah thou my early
voice Shalt in the morning hear , l ' th ' morning I to thee with choice Will rank my
pray ' rs ...
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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.
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| العنوان | The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, المجلدات 3-4 المجلدات 14-15 من Poets of Gt. Brit The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, John Milton |
| المؤلف | John Milton |
| منشور | 1807 |
| أصلي من | جامعة أوكسفورد |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 26 أيلول (سبتمبر) 2006 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |