The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, Томи 3 – 41807 |
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... live obscure , But openly begin , as best becomes Th ' authority which I deriy'd from Heav'n . And now by some strong motion I am led Into this wilderness , to what intent 290 I learn not yet , perhaps I need not know ; For what ...
... live obscure , But openly begin , as best becomes Th ' authority which I deriy'd from Heav'n . And now by some strong motion I am led Into this wilderness , to what intent 290 I learn not yet , perhaps I need not know ; For what ...
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... Live on tough roots and stubs , to thirst inur'd More than the camel , and to drink go far , Men to much misery , and hardship born ; But if thou be the Son of God , command That out of these hard stones be made thee bread , So shalt ...
... Live on tough roots and stubs , to thirst inur'd More than the camel , and to drink go far , Men to much misery , and hardship born ; But if thou be the Son of God , command That out of these hard stones be made thee bread , So shalt ...
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... live upon their tongues and be their talk ? Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise ; His lot who dares be singularly good . Thintelligence among them and the wise Are few , and glory scarce of few is rais'd . This is true glory ...
... live upon their tongues and be their talk ? Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise ; His lot who dares be singularly good . Thintelligence among them and the wise Are few , and glory scarce of few is rais'd . This is true glory ...
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... live , dead more than half . O dark , dark , dark , amid the blaze of noon , 80 Irrecoverably dark , total eclipse Without all hope of day ! O first created beam , and thou great word , Let there be light , and light was over all ; Why ...
... live , dead more than half . O dark , dark , dark , amid the blaze of noon , 80 Irrecoverably dark , total eclipse Without all hope of day ! O first created beam , and thou great word , Let there be light , and light was over all ; Why ...
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... live a life half dead , a living death , And bury'd but O yet more miserable ! : Myself my sepulchre , a moving grave , Bury'd , yet not exempt By privilege of death and burial From worst of other evils , pains and wrongs , But made ...
... live a life half dead , a living death , And bury'd but O yet more miserable ! : Myself my sepulchre , a moving grave , Bury'd , yet not exempt By privilege of death and burial From worst of other evils , pains and wrongs , But made ...
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Amor angels Arethuse arms Atque behold bright cataphracts Chebar CHOR clouds Comus Dagon dark death didst divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame father fear feast foes glorious glory gods Hæc hand hath head hear heard Heav'n heav'nly holy honour ipse Israel Jehovah Jove kings Lady light live Locrine Lord loud Lycidas Manoah mihi MILTON morning mortal Muse never night numbers numina nymph o'er once P. L. iv P. L. vii P. L. x P. L. xi PARADISE REGAIN'D peace Philistines praise Psalm quæ quid reply'd round Samson Samson Agonistes shades shalt shame Shepherd sing solemn Son of God song sorrow soul spirits strength sweet thee thence thine things thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi virgin virtue wild wilt winds wings words
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Сторінка 192 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Сторінка 186 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Сторінка 190 - 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...
Сторінка 146 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Сторінка 197 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Сторінка 188 - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; 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.
Сторінка 35 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
Сторінка 30 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.