The Poetical Works of John Milton: To which is Prefixed a Biography of the AuthorD. Appleton & Company, 1872 - 574 من الصفحات |
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... thence by sea to Genoa , whence the passage into Tuscany is as diurnal as a Gravesend barge : I hasten as you do to Florence , or Siena , the rather to tell your short story from the interest you have given me in your sefety . " At ...
... thence by sea to Genoa , whence the passage into Tuscany is as diurnal as a Gravesend barge : I hasten as you do to Florence , or Siena , the rather to tell your short story from the interest you have given me in your sefety . " At ...
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... thence to Pisa , and so to Florence . In this city he met with many charming objects , which invited him to stay a onger time than he intended ; the pleasant situation of the place , the nobleness of the structures , the exact humanity ...
... thence to Pisa , and so to Florence . In this city he met with many charming objects , which invited him to stay a onger time than he intended ; the pleasant situation of the place , the nobleness of the structures , the exact humanity ...
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... thence to Bome , where he was detained much about the same time he nad been at Florence , as well by his desire of seeing all the rarities and antiquities of that most glorious and renowned city , as by the conversation of Lucas ...
... thence to Bome , where he was detained much about the same time he nad been at Florence , as well by his desire of seeing all the rarities and antiquities of that most glorious and renowned city , as by the conversation of Lucas ...
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... thence attempt . Pandemonium , the palace of Satan , rises suddenly , built out of the deep : the infernal peers there sit in council . Of Man's first disobedience , and the fruit Of that forbidden tree , whose mortal taste Brought ...
... thence attempt . Pandemonium , the palace of Satan , rises suddenly , built out of the deep : the infernal peers there sit in council . Of Man's first disobedience , and the fruit Of that forbidden tree , whose mortal taste Brought ...
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... thence in Heaven call'd Satan , with bold words Breaking the horrid silence thus began . " If thou beest he ; but oh , how fall'n ! how changed From him , who , in the happy realms of light , 65 . 76 Clothed with transcendent brightness ...
... thence in Heaven call'd Satan , with bold words Breaking the horrid silence thus began . " If thou beest he ; but oh , how fall'n ! how changed From him , who , in the happy realms of light , 65 . 76 Clothed with transcendent brightness ...
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Adam agni amorous angels ANTISTROPHE appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright call'd cherubim cloud COMUS Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fræna fruit glory gods grace Hæc hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill honor ipse Israel John Milton King lest light live Lord Lycidas MANOAH Messiah mihi Milton mortal night numina o'er Paradise Lost PARADISE REGAINED pass'd peace Philistines poems praise quæ reign return'd round SAMSON SAMSON AGONISTES Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon spake spirits stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree Tu quoque turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings wonder
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الصفحة 430 - 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 470 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears: "Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumor lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
الصفحة 470 - 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...
الصفحة 88 - Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
الصفحة 87 - Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate. Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
الصفحة 416 - 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 pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
الصفحة 427 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
الصفحة 436 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm. Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
الصفحة 415 - tis said) Before was never made But when of old the sons of morning sung, While the Creator great His constellations set And the well-balanced world on hinges hung ; And cast the dark foundations deep, And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep.
الصفحة 341 - Where on the ^Egean shore a city stands, Built nobly, pure the air and light the soil, Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence, native to famous wits Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades. See there the olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long; There flowery hill Hymettus with the sound Of bees' industrious murmur oft invites To studious musing; there Ilissus rolls His...