The Poetical Works of John MiltonE. Fleischer, 1834 - 392 страница |
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... soon after made one of the judges of the common pleas ; but his years and indisposition not well brooking the fatigue of public em- ployment , he continued not long in either of these sta- tions , but having his quietus est , retired to ...
... soon after made one of the judges of the common pleas ; but his years and indisposition not well brooking the fatigue of public em- ployment , he continued not long in either of these sta- tions , but having his quietus est , retired to ...
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... Soon after he had taken his master's degree , he thought fit to leave the university : not upon any disgust or discontent for want of preferment , as some ill - willers have reported ; nor upon any cause whatsoever forced to fly , as ...
... Soon after he had taken his master's degree , he thought fit to leave the university : not upon any disgust or discontent for want of preferment , as some ill - willers have reported ; nor upon any cause whatsoever forced to fly , as ...
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... soon taken notice of by the most learned and ingenious of the nobility , and the grand wits of Florence , who caressed him with all the honours and civilities imaginable , particularly Ja- cobo Gaddi , Carolo Dati , Antonio Francini ...
... soon taken notice of by the most learned and ingenious of the nobility , and the grand wits of Florence , who caressed him with all the honours and civilities imaginable , particularly Ja- cobo Gaddi , Carolo Dati , Antonio Francini ...
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... Soon after his return , and visits paid to his father and other friends , he took him a lodging in St. Bride's church - yard , at the house of Russel a tailor , where he first undertook the education and instruction of his sis- ter's ...
... Soon after his return , and visits paid to his father and other friends , he took him a lodging in St. Bride's church - yard , at the house of Russel a tailor , where he first undertook the education and instruction of his sis- ter's ...
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... soon after . About Whitsuntide it was , or a little after , that he took a jour- ney into the country , nobody about him certainly knowing the reason , or that it was any more than a journey of re- creation . After a month's stay , home ...
... soon after . About Whitsuntide it was , or a little after , that he took a jour- ney into the country , nobody about him certainly knowing the reason , or that it was any more than a journey of re- creation . After a month's stay , home ...
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Adam angels appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold Belial bliss bright call'd Cherub Cherubim Chor cloud Comus Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth Egypt eternal evil eyes fair faith fall'n Father fear flow'r fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell highth hill honour Israel join'd King lest light live Lord Lycidas Manoah Messiah morn mortal night numina nymph o'er pain Paradise Parthian pass'd peace Philistines pleas'd pow'r praise quire rais'd reign replied return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon spake spirits stood strength sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice wand'ring whence winds wings
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Страница 278 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Страница 6 - 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, 290 Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Страница 314 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. 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...
Страница 278 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Страница 280 - Haste thee Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks...
Страница 285 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves...
Страница 73 - 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 36 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit...
Страница 62 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Страница 281 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.