The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, Томи 3 – 41807 |
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... sound of trumpet , cry'd Repentance , and Heav'n's kingdom nigh at hand To all baptiz'd : to his great baptism flock'd 21 With awe the regions round , and with them came 50 From Nazareth the son of Joseph deem'd To the A 2.
... sound of trumpet , cry'd Repentance , and Heav'n's kingdom nigh at hand To all baptiz'd : to his great baptism flock'd 21 With awe the regions round , and with them came 50 From Nazareth the son of Joseph deem'd To the A 2.
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... sounds of Harpies ' wings , and talons heard ; Only th ' importune Tempter still remain'd , And with these words his temptation pursu❜d . By hunger , that each other creature tames , Thou art not to be harm'd ; therefore not mov'd ...
... sounds of Harpies ' wings , and talons heard ; Only th ' importune Tempter still remain'd , And with these words his temptation pursu❜d . By hunger , that each other creature tames , Thou art not to be harm'd ; therefore not mov'd ...
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... sound ; Or surging waves against a solid rock , Though all to shivers dash'd , th ' assault renew , Vain batt'ry , and in froth or bubbles end ; So Satan , whom repulse upon repulse Met ever , and to shameful silence brought , Yet gives ...
... sound ; Or surging waves against a solid rock , Though all to shivers dash'd , th ' assault renew , Vain batt'ry , and in froth or bubbles end ; So Satan , whom repulse upon repulse Met ever , and to shameful silence brought , Yet gives ...
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... sound Of bees industrious murmur oft invites To studious musing ; there Ilissus rolls His whisp'ring stream ; within the walls then view The schools of ancient sages ; his who bred 251 Great Alexander to subdue the world , Lyceum there ...
... sound Of bees industrious murmur oft invites To studious musing ; there Ilissus rolls His whisp'ring stream ; within the walls then view The schools of ancient sages ; his who bred 251 Great Alexander to subdue the world , Lyceum there ...
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... sound of words , their sense the air Dissolves unjointed ere it reach my ear . CHOR.He speaks , let us draw nigh . Matchless in The glory late of Israel , now the grief ; [ might , We come thy friends and neighbours not unknown From ...
... sound of words , their sense the air Dissolves unjointed ere it reach my ear . CHOR.He speaks , let us draw nigh . Matchless in The glory late of Israel , now the grief ; [ might , We come thy friends and neighbours not unknown From ...
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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.