The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors, Principally from the Editions of Thomas Newton, Charles Dunster and Thomas Warton ; to which is Prefixed Newton's Life of Milton, المجلد 3W. Baxter, 1824 |
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... eye upon the Latin divinitus , from in our language scarce ever comes up to this meaning . Mil- ton uses it in much the same sense in Paradise Lost , viii . 500 . She heard me thus , and though di- vinely brought . Thyer . 33.the ...
... eye upon the Latin divinitus , from in our language scarce ever comes up to this meaning . Mil- ton uses it in much the same sense in Paradise Lost , viii . 500 . She heard me thus , and though di- vinely brought . Thyer . 33.the ...
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... eye , who speaking of the region of clouds , storms , thunder , & c . says , ad ista caliginosa , id est , ad hunc aerem , tanquam ad carcerem , damnatus est diabolus & c . Enarr . in Ps . cxlviii . s . 9. tom . v . p . 1677 . Edit ...
... eye , who speaking of the region of clouds , storms , thunder , & c . says , ad ista caliginosa , id est , ad hunc aerem , tanquam ad carcerem , damnatus est diabolus & c . Enarr . in Ps . cxlviii . s . 9. tom . v . p . 1677 . Edit ...
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... the same manner as he had done before , Parad . Lost , v . 172 . Thou Sun , of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater . Thyer . But as I rose out of the laving stream , $ 2 BOOK I. PARADISE REGAINED .
... the same manner as he had done before , Parad . Lost , v . 172 . Thou Sun , of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater . Thyer . But as I rose out of the laving stream , $ 2 BOOK I. PARADISE REGAINED .
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... eye Perus'd him , then with words thus utter'd spake . 320 Sir , what ill chance hath brought thee to this place So far from path or road of men , who pass In troop or caravan ? for single none Durst ever , who return'd , and dropt not ...
... eye Perus'd him , then with words thus utter'd spake . 320 Sir , what ill chance hath brought thee to this place So far from path or road of men , who pass In troop or caravan ? for single none Durst ever , who return'd , and dropt not ...
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... eye this line of the poet , Solamen miseris socios habuisse do . loris . Thyer We may compare the follow- ing passage of Cicero ii . in Catilin . 10. - illud non intelligo -cur minore dolore perituros se cum multis , quam si soli ...
... eye this line of the poet , Solamen miseris socios habuisse do . loris . Thyer We may compare the follow- ing passage of Cicero ii . in Catilin . 10. - illud non intelligo -cur minore dolore perituros se cum multis , quam si soli ...
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Alluding allusion ancient angels beautiful called Calton cant Caphtor Chorus Christ Cicero clouds Compare Comus Dagon dark death Diogenes Laertius divine doth Dunster earth edition Euripides expression Faery Queen fair father glory Greek HARAPHA hast hath heaven Hesiod holy honour hymn Jesus Jonson Jortin king kingdom L'Allegro Latin light Lord MANOAH Melancholy Milton mind morning Muses night observed oracles Ovid Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passage Penseroso perhaps Philistines poem poet poetry pow'r prophets quæ river Robin Goodfellow Samson Samson Agonistes Satan Saviour says scene Scripture seems sense Shakespeare shews sing solemn song speaks speare Spenser spirits Statius Strabo strength sweet tempt temptation Tempter thee things thou art thought throne Thyer tion tragedy verse viii Virgil virtue Warburton Warton wilderness wings word δε εν
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الصفحة 430 - 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 412 - 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, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
الصفحة 427 - Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made hell grant what love did seek. Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold...
الصفحة 422 - Gently o'er the accustomed oak. Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green...
الصفحة 413 - 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 423 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, 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.
الصفحة 400 - 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 425 - The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook ; And of those demons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet or with element. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptred pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage.
الصفحة 10 - And I knew him not: but he that sent me to baptize with water, the same said unto me, Upon whom thou shalt see the Spirit descending, and remaining on him, the same is he which baptizeth with the Holy Ghost.
الصفحة 325 - 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.