The Poetical Works of John Milton: To which is Prefixed a Biography of the Author |
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الصفحة 17
An artist of celestial aim , Thy genius , caught by moral grace , With ardent
emulation ' s flame The steps of Virtue toil ' d to trace , Observed in every land
who brightest shone , And blending all their best , made perfect good thy own .
From all ...
An artist of celestial aim , Thy genius , caught by moral grace , With ardent
emulation ' s flame The steps of Virtue toil ' d to trace , Observed in every land
who brightest shone , And blending all their best , made perfect good thy own .
From all ...
الصفحة 18
Give me , that I may praise thy song , Thy lyre , by which alone I can , Which ,
placing thee the stars among , Already proves thee more than man ; And Thames
shall seem Permessus , while his stream , Graced with a swan like thee , shall be
...
Give me , that I may praise thy song , Thy lyre , by which alone I can , Which ,
placing thee the stars among , Already proves thee more than man ; And Thames
shall seem Permessus , while his stream , Graced with a swan like thee , shall be
...
الصفحة 19
In witness whereof I have hereunto sett my hand and seale the twenty ninth - day
of April in the thirty third Year of the Reigne of our Soveraign Lord Charles by the
grace of God of England Scotland ffrance and Ireland King defender of the ffaith ...
In witness whereof I have hereunto sett my hand and seale the twenty ninth - day
of April in the thirty third Year of the Reigne of our Soveraign Lord Charles by the
grace of God of England Scotland ffrance and Ireland King defender of the ffaith ...
الصفحة 46
... the unconquerable will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And courage
never to submit or yield , 108 And what is else not to be overcome ; That glory
never shall his wrath or might Extort from me To bow and sue for grace With
suppliant ...
... the unconquerable will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And courage
never to submit or yield , 108 And what is else not to be overcome ; That glory
never shall his wrath or might Extort from me To bow and sue for grace With
suppliant ...
الصفحة 48
... might see 216 How all his malice served but to bring forth Infinite goodness ,
grace , and mercy , shown On man , by him seduced ; but on himself Treble
confusion , wrath , and vengeance pour ' d . Forthwith upright he rears from off the
pool ...
... might see 216 How all his malice served but to bring forth Infinite goodness ,
grace , and mercy , shown On man , by him seduced ; but on himself Treble
confusion , wrath , and vengeance pour ' d . Forthwith upright he rears from off the
pool ...
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Adam angels appear arms behold bright bring brought cause cloud comes dark death deep delight divine dwell earth evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell fire force fruit give glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hell hill honor hope King land leave less light live look Lord lost mihi mind morn move nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps praise reason receive replied rest rise round SAMSON Satan seat seek side sight song sons soon spake spirits stand stood strength sweet taste thee thence things thou thought throne tibi till tree virtue voice wide winds wings wonder
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الصفحة 413 - 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 415 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. 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 45 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round As one great furnace flamed, yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed...
الصفحة 134 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
الصفحة 456 - 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 49 - Farewell, happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
الصفحة 203 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
الصفحة 106 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd 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...
الصفحة 455 - Had ye been there," . . . for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself, for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore? Alas ! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis...
الصفحة 455 - What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night ; Oft till the star, that rose at evening bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.