The Poetical Works of John MiltonWorld Publishing House, 1875 - 455 страница |
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... fruits of that lucid interval of retire Whatever may be surmised in disparagement or his temper , either in domestic or public life , Milton mus have been a dutiful and amiable son , to have continuea with his parents through so long a ...
... fruits of that lucid interval of retire Whatever may be surmised in disparagement or his temper , either in domestic or public life , Milton mus have been a dutiful and amiable son , to have continuea with his parents through so long a ...
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... fruits of which gen- erations unborn should be feasted . Paradise Lost was published in 1667 ; Paradise Re- gained ... fruit was maturing , he stood as thick of foliage , and as unpicturesque in appearance , as any orchard - tree in ...
... fruits of which gen- erations unborn should be feasted . Paradise Lost was published in 1667 ; Paradise Re- gained ... fruit was maturing , he stood as thick of foliage , and as unpicturesque in appearance , as any orchard - tree in ...
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... fruit , that their branches are bent . down to the ground , and sometimes even trail along it ; while the symmetry and grace of his finest periods are disfigured by lumbering parentheses . In many passages of his polemics , there is an ...
... fruit , that their branches are bent . down to the ground , and sometimes even trail along it ; while the symmetry and grace of his finest periods are disfigured by lumbering parentheses . In many passages of his polemics , there is an ...
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... fruits of the same hot - house culture , are still reprinted in his collected pieces , but command little attention , except as curiosities of literature . Nor are they much better known , even in the English version , from the kindred ...
... fruits of the same hot - house culture , are still reprinted in his collected pieces , but command little attention , except as curiosities of literature . Nor are they much better known , even in the English version , from the kindred ...
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... fruit Of that forbidden tree , whose mortal taste Brought death into the world , and all our wɔe , With loss of Eden , till one greater Man Restore us , and regain the blissful seat , Sing , heavenly muse , that on the secret top Of ...
... fruit Of that forbidden tree , whose mortal taste Brought death into the world , and all our wɔe , With loss of Eden , till one greater Man Restore us , and regain the blissful seat , Sing , heavenly muse , that on the secret top Of ...
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Adam aëre agni amorous angels arm'd arms aught beast behold Belial bliss bright call'd cherub cherubim cloud Comus Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Father fear flowers fræna fruit glorious glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart heaven heavenly hell hill honour ipse Israel JOHN MILTON King lest light live Lord Lycidas Messiah mihi morn mortal night numina o'er PARADISE LOST PARADISE REGAINED pass'd peace Philistines praise quæ reign return'd round Samson Satan seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stood strength sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree Tu quoque turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings wonder
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Страница 205 - 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.
Страница 86 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Страница 215 - 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.
Страница xxiv - 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...
Страница 115 - 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.
Страница 208 - Weep no more, woeful Shepherds, weep no more ! For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Страница 155 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Страница 26 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore: his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views, At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Страница 86 - 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 ever-during 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 238 - Nature that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat, the airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.