The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, المجلدات 3-4 |
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الصفحة 30
... the flow ' s New shot up from vernal show ' r ; But the fair blossom hangs the
head Side - ways as on a dying bed , And those pearls of dew she wears , Prove
to be presaging tears , Which the sad Morn had let fall On her hast ' ning funeral .
... the flow ' s New shot up from vernal show ' r ; But the fair blossom hangs the
head Side - ways as on a dying bed , And those pearls of dew she wears , Prove
to be presaging tears , Which the sad Morn had let fall On her hast ' ning funeral .
الصفحة 46
... To peace and truth thy glorious way hast plough ' d , And on the neck of
crowned Fortune proud Hast rear ' d God ' s trophies , and his work pursued ,
While Darwen stream with blood of Scots imbrued , And Dunbar field resounds
thy praises ...
... To peace and truth thy glorious way hast plough ' d , And on the neck of
crowned Fortune proud Hast rear ' d God ' s trophies , and his work pursued ,
While Darwen stream with blood of Scots imbrued , And Dunbar field resounds
thy praises ...
الصفحة 61
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou Hast founded strength because of
all thy foes , To stint th ' enemy , and slack th ' avengers ' brow , ' I hat bends his
rage thy providence to ' oppose . When I behold thy Heav ' ns , thy fingers ' art ...
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou Hast founded strength because of
all thy foes , To stint th ' enemy , and slack th ' avengers ' brow , ' I hat bends his
rage thy providence to ' oppose . When I behold thy Heav ' ns , thy fingers ' art ...
الصفحة 64
15 Visit this vie , which thy right hand Hath set , and planted long , And the young
branch , that for thyself Thou hast made firm and strong . 16 But now it is consum '
d with fire , And cut with axes down , They perish at thy dreadful ire , At thy ...
15 Visit this vie , which thy right hand Hath set , and planted long , And the young
branch , that for thyself Thou hast made firm and strong . 16 But now it is consum '
d with fire , And cut with axes down , They perish at thy dreadful ire , At thy ...
الصفحة 72
The land to favour graciously Thou hast not Lord been slack , Thou hast from
hard captivity Returned Jacob back . 2 Th ' iniquity thou didst forgive That
wrought thy people woe , . ' And all their sin , that did thee grieve , Hast hid where
none ...
The land to favour graciously Thou hast not Lord been slack , Thou hast from
hard captivity Returned Jacob back . 2 Th ' iniquity thou didst forgive That
wrought thy people woe , . ' And all their sin , that did thee grieve , Hast hid where
none ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
angels arms bear bright bring brought cause CHOR comes dark death deeds doth earth enemies eyes fair fall father fear force give glory gods hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heav'n hold honor hope ipse keep king Lady Latin leave less light live look Lord lost means mihi mind mortal Nature never night once P. L. iv P. L. vii P. L. xi peace praise quæ quid rest round Samson seek sense shades shalt side sight sing song sons soon soul spirits stand strength sweet tell thee thence things thou thou art thought throne thyself tibi true turn virtue voice wild wind 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.