Complete Poetical WorksCrosby and Nichols, 1862 |
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... wide Within , her ample spaces , o'er the smooth And level pavement ; from the arched root Pendent by subtle magic , many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets , fed With naphtha and asphaltus , yielded light As from a sky . The ...
... wide Within , her ample spaces , o'er the smooth And level pavement ; from the arched root Pendent by subtle magic , many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets , fed With naphtha and asphaltus , yielded light As from a sky . The ...
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... wide , but chief the spacious ball ( Though like a cover'd field , where champions bo d Wont ride in arm'd , and at the Soldan's chair , Defied the best of Panim chivalry To mortal combat , or career with lance ) Thick swarm'd both on ...
... wide , but chief the spacious ball ( Though like a cover'd field , where champions bo d Wont ride in arm'd , and at the Soldan's chair , Defied the best of Panim chivalry To mortal combat , or career with lance ) Thick swarm'd both on ...
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... wide into the realm of night , Scorning surprise . Or could we break our way By force , and at our heels all hell should rise With blackest insurrection , to confound Heav'n's purest light , yet our great enemy , All incorruptible ...
... wide into the realm of night , Scorning surprise . Or could we break our way By force , and at our heels all hell should rise With blackest insurrection , to confound Heav'n's purest light , yet our great enemy , All incorruptible ...
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... wide womb of uncreated night , Devoid of sense and motion ? and who knows , Let this be good , whether our angry foe Can give it , or will ever ? how he can , Is doubtful ; that he never will , is sure . Will he , so wise , let loose at ...
... wide womb of uncreated night , Devoid of sense and motion ? and who knows , Let this be good , whether our angry foe Can give it , or will ever ? how he can , Is doubtful ; that he never will , is sure . Will he , so wise , let loose at ...
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... Wide gaping , and with utter loss of being Threatens him ; plung'd in that abortive gulf , If thence he ' scape , into whatever world , Or unknown region , what remains him less Than unknown dangers , and as hard escape ? But I should ...
... Wide gaping , and with utter loss of being Threatens him ; plung'd in that abortive gulf , If thence he ' scape , into whatever world , Or unknown region , what remains him less Than unknown dangers , and as hard escape ? But I should ...
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Adam angels appear'd arm'd arms beast behold bliss bright call'd cherub cherubim Chor cloud creatures Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth Egypt eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fruit gates glorious glory gods grace hand happy hath heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell hill honour Israel Jehovah JOHN MILTON join'd King lest light live Lord lost Lycidas Messiah morn mortal nigh night o'er pain Paradise PARADISE LOST PARADISE REGAINED pass'd peace Philistines pow'r praise PSALM rais'd reign reply'd return'd round SAMSON AGONISTES sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stars stood strength sweet taste 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 148 - 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 106 - Now came still Evening on, and Twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Страница 126 - 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 207 - 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.
Страница 78 - A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream and solemn vision Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Страница 125 - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Страница 150 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing : And add to these retired Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure : — > But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Страница 166 - 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 161 - With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour. Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow ; And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw ; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Страница 151 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom; Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.