« السابقةمتابعة »
So they, and all that pass'd that way,
Soon join'd in the pursuit.
Flew open in short space;
That Gilpin rode a race:
For he got first to town:
He did again get down.
And Gilpin, long live he:
May I be there to see !"
VII.- The Creation of the World.--MILTON.
MEANWHILE the Son On his great expedition now appear'd, Girt with omnipotence, with radience crown'd, Of majesty divine ; sapience and love Immense, and all his father in him shone. About his chariot numberless were pour'd Cherub and seraph, potentates and ihrones, And virtues; wing'd spirits and chariots winga From the armoury of God; where stand of old Myriads, between two brazen mountains lodg'd Against a solemn day, harness'd at hand, Celestial equipage! and now came forth Spontaneous, for within them spirit livód, Attendant on their Lord; heaven open'd wide Her everduring gates, harmonious sound ! On golden hinges moving, to let forth The King of Glory, in his powerful Word And Spirit, coming to create new worlds. On heavenly ground they stood, and from the shore They viewód the vast inmeasurable abyss, Outrageous as a sea; dark, wasteful, wild; Up from the bottom turnéd by furious winds, And surging waves, as mountains to assault Heaven's height, and with the centre mix the pole
Silence, ye troubl'd waves! and thou deep, peace! Said then the omnific Word, your discord end : Nor stayód ! but on the wings of cherubim Uplifted, in paternal glory rode Far into chaos, and the world unborn: For chaos heard his voice ; him all his train Follow'd in bright procession to behold Creation, and the wonders of his might. Then stay'd the fervid wheets, and in his hand He took the golden compasses, preparód In God's eternal store, to circumscribe This universe, and all created things. One foot he center'd, and the other turn'd Round through the vast profundity obscure, And said thus far extend, thus far thy bounds, This be thy just circumference, O world!
Thus God the heaven created, thus the earth, Matter unformód and void ! Darkness profound Cover'd the abyss; but on the watery calm His brooding wings the spirit of God outspread, And vital virtue infus'd, and vital warmthi Throughout the fluid mass; but downward purg'd The black, tartareous, cold, infernal dregs, Adverse to life; then founded, then conglobéd Like things to like, the rest to several place Disparted; and between, spun out the air ; And earth self-balanc'd, on her centre hung.
VIII.-Overthrow of the Rebel Angels.--İB.
Before him, such as in their souls infixed
IX.- Alexander's Feast; or, the Power of Music.-An Ode
for St. Cecilia's Day.--DRYDEN.
His valient peers were plac'd around,
So should desert in arms be crown'd.
Sat like a blooming eastern bride,
Happy, happy, happy pair!
None but the brave,
Amid the tuneful choir,
With flying fingers touch'd the lyre:
And heavenly joys inspire.
When he to fair Clympia presséd, [world. And Stamp'd an image of himself, a sovereign of the
The list'ning crowd admire the lofty sound;
With ravish'd ears the monarch hears,
Assumes the god, affects to nod,
And seems to shake the spheres. The praise of Bacchus, then the sweet musician sung! of Bacchus, ever fair and and ever young.
The jolly god in triumph comes !
He shows his honest face:
Baochus, ever fair and young,
Bacchus blessings are a treasure ;
Sweet the pleasure ;
(slain. And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the
The master saw the madness rise;
He chose a mournful muse,
Soft pity to infuse :
By too severe a fate,
Fall'n, from his high estate,
With downcast look the joyless victor sat, Revolving, in his alter'd soul,
The various turns of fate below;
And tears began to flow.
Softly sweet, in Lydian measures,
Never ending, still beginning,
If the world be worth thy winning,
Take the good the gods provide thee,
Gaz'd on the fair,
Who caus'd his care;
Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again :