John Milton: the Patriot and PoetPartridge & Oakey, 1852 - 235 من الصفحات |
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... youth ; lived in the most stirring times England has ever known ; and himself was in daily intercourse with those who touched the mainsprings of the popular movement . So prone are we to mourn over the impossible and unattainable , that ...
... youth ; lived in the most stirring times England has ever known ; and himself was in daily intercourse with those who touched the mainsprings of the popular movement . So prone are we to mourn over the impossible and unattainable , that ...
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... youth , Stolen on his wing my three - and - twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career , But my late spring no bud or blossom sheweth . Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth , That I to manhood am arrived so near ...
... youth , Stolen on his wing my three - and - twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career , But my late spring no bud or blossom sheweth . Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth , That I to manhood am arrived so near ...
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... youth , of " Paradise Lost . " But , though written in his youth , the poem breathes the deep - toned solemnity of most earnest thought . In its grand cadences it reminds us of Milton's favourite instrument , the organ . The words surge ...
... youth , of " Paradise Lost . " But , though written in his youth , the poem breathes the deep - toned solemnity of most earnest thought . In its grand cadences it reminds us of Milton's favourite instrument , the organ . The words surge ...
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... youth dancing beneath the shade , when the young and the old come forth to make the blithe holiday ; he delights to see the spicy nut- brown ale circling round the board , to hear the stories told of the strange feats of fairies , and ...
... youth dancing beneath the shade , when the young and the old come forth to make the blithe holiday ; he delights to see the spicy nut- brown ale circling round the board , to hear the stories told of the strange feats of fairies , and ...
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... youth , of " Paradise Lost . " But , though written in his youth , the poem breathes the deep - toned solemnity of most earnest thought . In its grand cadences it reminds us of Milton's favourite instrument , the organ . The words surge ...
... youth , of " Paradise Lost . " But , though written in his youth , the poem breathes the deep - toned solemnity of most earnest thought . In its grand cadences it reminds us of Milton's favourite instrument , the organ . The words surge ...
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ancient Areopagitica beauty behold bishops blind Buckinghamshire called CHAPTER character Charles cheerful church civil Cloth colours Comus conscience court dark death defence delights despotism ditto Divine Eikon Basilike England evil father fear Forest Hill genius gilt grandeur grove hath Heaven Hell honour Il Penseroso illustrates imagination John Milton Johnson king L'Allegro labours Lady land learned Let the reader liberty light live Lycidas magnificent marriage mind moral musing Nature ness never night noble o'er Osiris Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace Penseroso perfect perhaps Petrarch poem poet poet's poetry political popery portrait prelates Prince rebeck religion round Salmasius Satan says scenery seems Shakspeare Sir Egerton Brydges Sir William Jones solemn sonnet soul sound spirit sublime sweet taste terrible things Thomas Warton thou thought tion truth virtue walk winds wonderful writings written youth
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الصفحة 76 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
الصفحة 102 - Typhon with his conspirators, how they dealt with the good Osiris, took the virgin truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris, went up and down gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them.
الصفحة 143 - Farewell, happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells ; hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place, or time.
الصفحة 29 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
الصفحة 130 - Rescued from death by force though pale and faint. Mine, as whom wash'd from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind.
الصفحة 99 - There it was that I found and visited the famous Galileo grown old, a prisoner to the Inquisition, for thinking in astronomy otherwise than the Franciscan and Dominican licensers thought...
الصفحة 34 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. 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 167 - A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the...
الصفحة 23 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
الصفحة 168 - Now came still Evening on, and Twilight gray had in her sober livery all things clad : Silence accompanied ; for Beast and Bird, they to their grassy couch, these to their nests, were slunk, — all but the wakeful nightingale; she, all night long, her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleased. Now...