Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation and Explanatory Notes, صفحة 109،المجلد 2James Nichol, 1853 |
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الصفحة 54
... doth this grandeur and majestic show Of luxury , though call'd magnificence , More than of arms before , allure mine eye , Much less my mind ; though thou shouldst add to tell Their sumptuous gluttonies , and gorgeous feasts On citron ...
... doth this grandeur and majestic show Of luxury , though call'd magnificence , More than of arms before , allure mine eye , Much less my mind ; though thou shouldst add to tell Their sumptuous gluttonies , and gorgeous feasts On citron ...
الصفحة 131
... doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantick stream ; And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the East , 1 ' Swain ...
... doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantick stream ; And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the East , 1 ' Swain ...
الصفحة 144
... doth enrich these downs , is worth a thought To this my errand , and the care it brought . But , O my virgin Lady , where is she ? How chance she is not in your company ? First B. To tell thee sadly , 1 Shepherd , 144 COMUS .
... doth enrich these downs , is worth a thought To this my errand , and the care it brought . But , O my virgin Lady , where is she ? How chance she is not in your company ? First B. To tell thee sadly , 1 Shepherd , 144 COMUS .
الصفحة 161
... doth bend ; And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon . Mortals , that would follow me , Love Virtue ; she alone is free : She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime ; 3 Or if Virtue feeble were ...
... doth bend ; And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon . Mortals , that would follow me , Love Virtue ; she alone is free : She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime ; 3 Or if Virtue feeble were ...
الصفحة 164
... doth rise , I fetch my ground Over the mount , and all this hallow'd round ; And early , ere the odorous breath of morn Awakes the slumbering leaves , or tassel'd horn Shakes the high thicket , haste I all about , Number my ranks , and ...
... doth rise , I fetch my ground Over the mount , and all this hallow'd round ; And early , ere the odorous breath of morn Awakes the slumbering leaves , or tassel'd horn Shakes the high thicket , haste I all about , Number my ranks , and ...
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ancient Angels appear arms bear begin blind bright bring brought cause comes Comus dark daughter death deeds deep divine doth earth enemies eyes fair fall Father fear foes force friends give glory gods hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven hold holy honour hope keep king Lady leave less light live look Lord lost means Milton mind morn mortal Nature never night once peace perhaps person poem praise rest round Samson Satan seek serve shades shalt Shepherd side sight sing song sons soon soul Spirit stand stream strength sweet tell thee things thou thou art thought throne Till true truth virgin virtue voice winds wings wood youth
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الصفحة 183 - 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 175 - 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 178 - 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 177 - 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 168 - 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 174 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
الصفحة 179 - HENCE, vain deluding Joys, The brood of Folly without father bred ! How little you bested, 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 184 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high, and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
الصفحة 174 - Euphrosyne, And by men heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus, at a birth With two sister Graces more, To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore ; Or whether — as some sager sing — The frolic wind that breathes the spring, Zephyr, with Aurora playing As he met her once a-Maying...
الصفحة 169 - And all their echoes mourn. The willows, and the hazel copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the canker to the rose, Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze, Or frost to flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the white-thorn blows ; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherds