The Complete Poetical Works of John MiltonHoughton, Mifflin, 1899 - 417 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة xvi
... meaning heaviness of which it is mainly composed , to come suddenly at the end upon the large threnodic rhythm of the opening lines of Lycidas . Lycidas has been called by so competent a critic as the late Mr. Pattison , the highwater ...
... meaning heaviness of which it is mainly composed , to come suddenly at the end upon the large threnodic rhythm of the opening lines of Lycidas . Lycidas has been called by so competent a critic as the late Mr. Pattison , the highwater ...
الصفحة xxxii
... meaning is everywhere latent , giving to the most restrained lines an ominous emphasis and to the least significant a strange kind of wintry passion . He too had been a champion favored of the Lord , and had matched his giant strength ...
... meaning is everywhere latent , giving to the most restrained lines an ominous emphasis and to the least significant a strange kind of wintry passion . He too had been a champion favored of the Lord , and had matched his giant strength ...
الصفحة 25
... meaning or intensify the beauty of his theme . Milton was not a minute observer of na- ture . He does not picture her outward - aspects with that kind of fidelity which continually makes L'ALLEGRO AND IL PENSEROSO 25.
... meaning or intensify the beauty of his theme . Milton was not a minute observer of na- ture . He does not picture her outward - aspects with that kind of fidelity which continually makes L'ALLEGRO AND IL PENSEROSO 25.
الصفحة 35
... meaning of the masque is fully devel- oped . His Circean enchantments give the god power only over the body of his victim , not over her soul : he has but to wave his wand , and her senses are " all chained up in alabaster ; " but ...
... meaning of the masque is fully devel- oped . His Circean enchantments give the god power only over the body of his victim , not over her soul : he has but to wave his wand , and her senses are " all chained up in alabaster ; " but ...
الصفحة 50
... meaning in these gifts Think what , and be advised ; you are bu young yet . Lady . I had not thought to have un locked my lips In this unhallowed air , but that this Jug gler Would think to charm my judgment , a mine eyes , Obtruding ...
... meaning in these gifts Think what , and be advised ; you are bu young yet . Lady . I had not thought to have un locked my lips In this unhallowed air , but that this Jug gler Would think to charm my judgment , a mine eyes , Obtruding ...
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Adam aëre agni Angels ANTISTROPHE arms aught beast behold bliss bright called Chor clouds Comus Corineus Dagon dark death deeds deep delight divine dwell Earth eternal evil eyes fair faith father fear fire foes fruit glory gods grace hand happy hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell highth hill honour Israel Jove King L'Allegro Latin light live Locrine Lord Lycidas malè mihi Milton mind Muse night numina o'er Paradise Lost Paradise Regained Philistines poem poet praise Primum Mobile quæ reign round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan seems Serpent shade sight Son of God song sonnet soon soul spake sphere Spirit stars stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi Tree verse virtue voice winds wings wonder words
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الصفحة 53 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise...
الصفحة 146 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
الصفحة 20 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes 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. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on.
الصفحة 130 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads — to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy Sphere, Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, Warring in Heaven against Heaven's matchless King!
الصفحة 19 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landscape round it measures ; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim, with daisies pied ; Shallow brooks, and rivers wide ; Towers and battlements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
الصفحة 19 - 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 69 - Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers...
الصفحة 21 - 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 hallowed haunt.
الصفحة 70 - ... day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings from side...
الصفحة xxxiv - The hooked chariot stood, Unstained with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.