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 4W. Baxter, 1824 |
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الصفحة 83
... allusion just mentioned . 563. Too well I did perceive ] In the Manuscript it is . Too well I might perceive . 565. —harrow'd with grief and fear , ] So in Shakespeare , Hamlet , act i . s . 1. Horatio of the Ghost , it harrows me with ...
... allusion just mentioned . 563. Too well I did perceive ] In the Manuscript it is . Too well I might perceive . 565. —harrow'd with grief and fear , ] So in Shakespeare , Hamlet , act i . s . 1. Horatio of the Ghost , it harrows me with ...
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... allude to the famous answer of the philosopher to a ty- rant , who threatened him with death , Thou may'st kill me , but thou canst not hurt me . And it may be observed , that not only in this speech , but also in many others of this ...
... allude to the famous answer of the philosopher to a ty- rant , who threatened him with death , Thou may'st kill me , but thou canst not hurt me . And it may be observed , that not only in this speech , but also in many others of this ...
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... allusions to Circe's story has followed Ovid more than Homer . T. Warton . 650 651. break his glass And shed the luscious liquor on the ground , But seize his wand ; ] This is in imitation of Spenser , Faery Queen , b . ii . cant . xii ...
... allusions to Circe's story has followed Ovid more than Homer . T. Warton . 650 651. break his glass And shed the luscious liquor on the ground , But seize his wand ; ] This is in imitation of Spenser , Faery Queen , b . ii . cant . xii ...
الصفحة 95
... allusion to Prov . xxiii . 31. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red , when it giveth his colour in the сир , when it moveth itself aright . Compare Sams . Agon . 543 . Juvenal said much the same of poison , recommended by the same ...
... allusion to Prov . xxiii . 31. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red , when it giveth his colour in the сир , when it moveth itself aright . Compare Sams . Agon . 543 . Juvenal said much the same of poison , recommended by the same ...
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... allusion in the Merch . of Ven . act i . s . 1. " His contended for by Warburton and Warton , and which tend to confirm their interpretation of it . E. His praise due paid ; for swinish gluttony Ne'er looks H 4 POEMS ON SEVERAL ...
... allusion in the Merch . of Ven . act i . s . 1. " His contended for by Warburton and Warton , and which tend to confirm their interpretation of it . E. His praise due paid ; for swinish gluttony Ne'er looks H 4 POEMS ON SEVERAL ...
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الصفحة 163 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. \ -. ., There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, 180 And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
الصفحة 209 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide; 'Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
الصفحة 31 - The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold; And the gilded car of Day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream: And the slope Sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east.
الصفحة 137 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
الصفحة 208 - 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 worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
الصفحة 138 - Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well, 15 That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring ; Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string.
الصفحة 215 - 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 to side.
الصفحة 147 - 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.
الصفحة 142 - O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and never must return ! Thee, Shepherd, thee the woods and desert caves With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown, And all their echoes, mourn : The willows and the hazel copses green Shall now no more be seen...
الصفحة 45 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment ? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.