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... stood still , like walls of glass , While the Hebrew bands did pass : But full soon they did devour The tawny king with all his power . His chosen people he did bless In the wasteful wilderness : In bloody battle he brought down Kings ...
... stood still , like walls of glass , While the Hebrew bands did pass : But full soon they did devour The tawny king with all his power . His chosen people he did bless In the wasteful wilderness : In bloody battle he brought down Kings ...
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... stood Unstain'd with human blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye , As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by . Or these two stanzas : The oracles are dumb ; No voice , or hideous ...
... stood Unstain'd with human blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye , As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by . Or these two stanzas : The oracles are dumb ; No voice , or hideous ...
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... stood still to hear , And the oaks follow'd . Not by chords alone Well touch'd , but by resistless accents more To sympathetic tears the ghosts themselves He moved these praises to his verse he owes . Nor thou persist , I pray thee ...
... stood still to hear , And the oaks follow'd . Not by chords alone Well touch'd , but by resistless accents more To sympathetic tears the ghosts themselves He moved these praises to his verse he owes . Nor thou persist , I pray thee ...
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... stood high . This historical house have , a century afterwards , rendered them- selves again immortal by designing and patronizing national works of another class . * Masks had been common in the time of Ben Jonson . I leave to ...
... stood high . This historical house have , a century afterwards , rendered them- selves again immortal by designing and patronizing national works of another class . * Masks had been common in the time of Ben Jonson . I leave to ...
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... stood in the centre of it , and overtopped all the other trees of the garden ; his alighting among the herd of animals , which are so beautifully represented as playing about Adam and Eve , together with his transforming himself into ...
... stood in the centre of it , and overtopped all the other trees of the garden ; his alighting among the herd of animals , which are so beautifully represented as playing about Adam and Eve , together with his transforming himself into ...
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Adam Adam and Eve Addison Æneid Almighty ancient angels appear beautiful behold bliss bright call'd Chaos character cherubim cloud Comus creation creatures dark death deep delight divine earth eternal evil eyes fable fair Father fire fruit gates genius glory grace happy hath heart heaven heavenly hell holy Homer honour human Iliad imagery imagination infernal invention John Milton King language learning less light live Lord Lycidas mankind Messiah Milton mind Moloch moral Muse nature never NEWTON night o'er observes Ovid Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passage passion perhaps poem poet poetical poetry praise reader rebel angels Samson Agonistes Satan says Scripture seem'd sentiments serpent sight spake speech Spenser spirit stood sublime sweet taste thee thence thine things thou hast thought throne tree verse vex'd Virgil virtue voice Warton whence wings wonder words
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Страница 113 - Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rime both in longer and shorter works, as have also long since our best English tragedies, as a thing of itself, to all judicious ears, trivial and of no true musical delight; which consists only in apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Страница 175 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, 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.
Страница 175 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Страница xvi - 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.
Страница xxx - Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words Against the sun-clad power of Chastity Fain would I something say; — yet to what end? Thou hast nor ear, nor soul, to apprehend The sublime notion and high mystery That must be uttered to unfold the sage And serious doctrine of Virginity; And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know More happiness than this thy present lot.
Страница 122 - The seat of desolation, void of light, Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? thither let us tend From off the tossing of these fiery waves ; There rest, if any rest can...
Страница 124 - What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?
Страница lxxx - Those other two, equalled with me in fate So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris, and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note...
Страница 174 - 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.
Страница 195 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.